Lately I've found myself staring into the abyss.
I've always felt there's an emptyness.
I'm not sure what I'm suppose to do on this earth.
With no clear path ahead, will it all be worth?
Colouring between the lines never brought me much joy.
Trying too figure out who I am without you.
My feelings, clouded, but not the ones for you.
Never been really standing still besides these past two years.
Now everything feels like a task, forced upon all my fears.
I've gotten so damn tired of always wearing a mask.
Wondering if I'll ever get over the things from my past.
Will I ever find, a purpose in life?
Keep doing my best and trying to breathe.
To hopefully once break free from my anxiety.
| Auteur: Misslis | ||
| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 08 april 2025 | ||
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