Lost in Translation
My life feels like one run-on sentence I, am constantly catching my breath I never rest the commas pauses at best bold letters pouring from my chest italics dripping from my eyes I don’t know why I’m always so surprised but I, don’t know the language in which my life is written can’t read the font in which my fate is sitting I, needed you to translate needed you to set me straight I, felt right rolling off your tongue feel like nothing now that you’re gone I, try to guess what it all means try to learn what to you came so easily I, wish you taught me what you knew wish you deciphered my whole truth ‘cause I’m just lost in translation and I was written to be read by you.
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