Finding Myself
Broken records on repeat
trying to find a loophole to set me free
Tell me about yourself
A loaded question
Never the one with an answer worthy enough
to continue the conversation
Desperately trying to find a hobby or passion
for some relief from this never ending broken record
of I dont know's and Im not sure's
A dark black gaping hole was peirced through my heart at birth
forcing me to live with no purpose
No dream
The million dollar question remains
How do I fix this broken record?
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