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old me (lost)

old me (lost)

i’ll never be myself again,
that ship has already sailed and passed over and over again,

life’s a lie,
everything about it makes you wanna die,
makes you wanna hide,
makes you wanna cry,
it makes you feel like nothing inside,

no one quite knows why we go through so much pain,
so much heartbreak,
so much envy,
so much loss,
eventually everything just looks so deranged,

will you ever be yourself again?
that’s the question that keeps replaying in my head,
i wish it was as simple as a yes or no,
but eventually you’ll find out or you may never know. 

 

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Kristen Landrum

i had difficulties writing this one but i needed to bc it helped greatly with everything going on. so please just comment and let me know what you think. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Kristen...

I understand...

But, if we stay the same we don't grow and if we don't grow we can't find our strength...

We can stay at the bottom but, it's up to us to breath and rise and we don't know the future if we don't rise and meet it...

I'm glad it helped to write it...

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

 

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Kristen Landrum

yes,i understand. i just needed to vent and writing is my way. eventually we’ll grow but unfortunately it may not be into the person you wanted to be. growing is part of life and it is inevitable. thank you for your support 

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