Lost, yet knowing where you are
Alone, yet surrounded by loved ones near and far
Confused, only knowing you do not belong here
Uninspired, directionless, existing just to exist;
Big city or small town
Does not matter you're still exhausted and weighed down;
By your own false truths
Bombarded by thoughts and feelings too vast to comprehend
When the numbness sets in
And the quieting begins
All you feel is agony in your soul
As the pain grows and grows
You lose all control
Of who you were,
Who you were meant to be,
And everything in between
The slow death of your very soul
Makes everything you are feel like a sin
You have no idea where to even begin
To find yourself again
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