Too Lost
right now I can't manage
I can't handle it either
I'm living in hate
it's giving me a fever
Is this even healthy?
Do I really even care?
I throw myself around
and tear out my hair
I'm so lost
and can't be found
this has got me spinnin'
round and round
I'm lost in my own world
I can't seem to find myself
every time I look around
I'm just sitting on the bottom shelf
I'm a nobody
wandering around
searching for something
wanting to be found
but that's the real question
Do I really want to be found?
I'm not too sure
I'm too dizzy from spinning around
I'm lost in my own home
and nobody understands
I just lie down
on my knees and hands
I'm just lost
and maybe I'll be found
I first need to learn
how to stop spinning around
Is that the first thing?
I am too angry to say
maybe I'll try
some new strategies to play
Copyright © Jess Shoemake | Year Posted 2013
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