I am just a last resort never thought of from the start. Never cared for never had heart. Just a disposable person. Use me like the rest of this world. Exploited for personal gain and kicked to the curb where I'm left to whiter.
My mind is left in a permanent state of angst. Finding peace of mind will cost me more than a piece of my mind. Trying to retrace my steps to find myself, but you have already erased the foot prints I left behind. I'm stuck taking constant lefts when I need to take a right and find where I lost what used to be my heart. What used to be me.
I'm trying to find who I am. Searching shadows and empty thoughts. I'm trying to find who I am. Still asking questions with no answers.
Turning through the pages of my past. Trying to get a grip on the life that has gotten away from me. Trying to get a grip on the memories that will never fade away.
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