I can't find myself
It is as though I have a shadow
Pacing around a maze with only four walls
And yet we can not see eachother
Moving at the same pace
Turning at the same time
I go my left and they go my right
Round and round and round
It is so tiring to chase my shadow
The walls become larger as I become smaller
Weaker, older, more and more lost
I can't find myself
In this small maze I am lost
It is an open space and I can't see
Is this what my life will always be?
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My Book of Poems #1 ✔️
Poezieessentially this is a book where I write down all my favourite original poems - the ones that made me feel something as I wrote them, the ones that made me smile, made me cry and made me scream into my pillow at night. My poems tell my story in ways...
