" Lost "

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Who's life am i living ? open my door, theres a big ass world of life out there. I much rather die living it, than die condemning it. to drop the world off your shoulders forget who you are and get out there. go out and get lost... if we only had the courage, but we will alway find a excuse. fear is the one reason nobody likes to be lost.

Submitted: April 17, 2007

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Ive lost the reason for me to be the strong person that I was.
I believe in my self
I can do anything
but why ?
Lost...
so I can smile tomorrow
cry the day after...
freedom
what is it for me if I'm not there
lost...
it echoes in here... dark, cold, quiet..
I don't even want help
I don't give up
I don't know
lost.....
been feed by all
must be some kinda new anorexia
nobody feels me
alone......
all my pages are blank
lost...
death is to boring
living with out meaning is suffering
I have dreams
I meet life goals
I have so much here
lost..
dreams are somebodies reality
life's goals are someones else's finish line
honestly..... I have nothing
losing
lost..
life's only value is to live
lost.


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