Get Lost
i know its been a while
since i thought about you
but maybe we can talk
about the stuff we went through
a girl scared of herself
on the edge of fourteen
scared of the future
and what it all means
action risks failure
but inaction guarantees
so onward we press
never at ease
why am i here?
where am i going?
i'm seventeen now
and no closer to knowing
And maybe i'm never going to know
about what might happen
or where life might go
But that's the beauty
of the unknown
you can take life where you want
and make it your own
so maybe we're lost
but i think that's okay
because when you get lost
you can find your own way
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