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Lost


Don't know where I'm at Can't see where I'm going Nothing seems clear anymore and I'm losing my faith Hope is gone Defeat staring in my face I'm scared I pray I don't have the words to say what's infusing my body Or the knowledge of what's hindering my brain So I just ask Ask for guidance I'm tired of sitting With my pitty waiting for a miracle to find us The past is haunting me Bags under my eyes My reflections taunting me When i look in the mirror I no longer see myself Its a forced image that's there to satisfy my mind I can't find a peice of me inside I'm blind Too much stress in the open So I choose to hide I don't have the passion The fire is gone And there's no more matches Cracks gone So now now I'm scratchin I need my addiction In order to keep living But it itself is dead. How do I go on With no strength to fight With no hope No sight Why is it I feel alone when others are in the room Why is it that tears constantly make my face their home I cry myself to sleep Wake up eyes are swollen I can barely see I won't make it I can't do it. I'm not the girl I was before And this proves it.
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