WHERE DO I BELONG

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Been searching voices
Been finding thy self
Been following footsteps
But nothing seems accurate.

Travel halfway down the world
Taking risks in a journey thy take
And welcome opportunities that knocks
But in every efforts has crashed.

Rewinding past in opening sequence
In a great pain I cried, I blamed.
Reminding myself, where do I belong?
For a COMFORT is difficult to find in a zone.

In a survival game is self-compassion
Enduring grief in a countless failure.
Giving best in greatness I have make
Soon, I'll find my way home.




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©WELA BALAZO
©your_TypaGirl






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