Why am I lost?
I do soul-searching
And I come up empty
I force myself to feel happiness
Yet all I feel is depressed
I walk alone
Even though it hurt,
I said I was okay
Lying to myself
Has become my favorite past-time
I don't believe a word of it
I'm the one who comforts myself
When I'm crying
But even I know
I'm lying
I'm lost
In a world of social connections
I'm alone
In a society of friends
I'm secluded
I lose myself in sorrow
And the self-pity
I go about life in a monotonous way
Getting home
To be alone, again
I put on a fake smile
Walking around seemingly without a care
All thumbs ups and grins
To those who left me
Those who ignored me
I don't dress up for them anymore
Wearing what's comfortable
Rolling out of bed
To the perpetuated rumors
To the hate directed towards me
Why am I lost?
In a world of love
Yet only feeling hate
Asking for direction
But receiving glares
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PoetryThis is a collection of poetry that I wrote about insanity and other dark themes.