Beside Myself; Frantic

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I stand here lost,

drifting with my direction.

Occasionally meeting someone,

I ask for some help.

 

This is who I am, as of right now.

That's all that matters, anyway or how.

where am I? beyond elusive.

I guess i'll always be so inconclusive..

 

I hope you see my words as they're intended.

Without a filter.

 

 

 

 

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