Wandering down that old beaten path
Of desolate dreams, untrue
I’m misplaced
Covered by a darkness of hope
Full of imagination
I’m missing
In a world beyond my expectations
Unable to grasp one fragment
I’m forlorn
In systematic yet isolated confusion
Wanting to compromise life
I’m omitted
Lead astray by my own doubt
And constant worry
I’m absent
In a body not my own
Covered with the scars of life
I’m vanished
Nowhere to be found, contemplating
Anything and everything
I’m gone
Out of my mind again
Not wanting to face authenticity
I’m out
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