I Am Found
I am lost.
Lost in the shadowy depths of uncertainty,
Lost in the blinding lights of reality,
Lost in the inbetween, here but there,
I am lost.
I am searching.
Searching for a reason to believe,
Searching for an unprecedented strength,
Searching for a common ground between here and there,
I am searching.
I am wearing a mask.
A mask of happiness that isn't felt,
A mask of confidence that doesn't exist,
A mask of certainty when the only thing certain is uncertainty,
I am wearing a mask.
But I am unafraid.
Unafraid of the darkness that uncertainty has brought,
Unafraid of the blindness felt when stuck in reality,
Unafraid of being stuck both here and there,
I am unafraid.
For I am but one person
Teeming a brimming with curiosity.
What once was uncertain will be made certain.
What once was dark will be made light.
What once was blinding will be made visible.
For I am but one person,
Teeming and brimming with curiosity.
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