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Alex's POV
I was in my room writing songs as usual. I wrote this one song, but it's not true about me. I never found myself, but maybe one day, I will find myself. My phone started ringing. Kenzie was trying to FaceTime.

 Kenzie was trying to FaceTime

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"Hi, Kenz! I miss you!" I smiled at the camera and continued writing the song

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"Hi, Kenz! I miss you!" I smiled at the camera and continued writing the song.

"I miss you too, babe! What are you writing?" Kenzie asked excitedly.

"A song." I replied in a duh tone.

"Can I hear it?" Kenzie asked.

"I don't know." I teased slightly.

"Please! Please!" Kenzie begged.

"I guess!" I gave in.

I found myself
In a sea of busy places
In a world of blurry faces
I found myself
On the edge of insanity
I found, I found me

My heart was beating, barely breathing but still alive
Lost along the way I'd given up my fight
Scattered to pieces all along the floor
Within the brokenness I found something more.

I found myself
In a sea of busy places
In a world of blurry faces
I found myself
On the edge of insanity
I found, I found me

I was broken, torn apart.
Scars line my arms, on my sleeve I wore my heart.
They remind me of what is real.
No longer needing pain to feel.

I found myself
In a sea of busy places
In a world of blurry faces
I found myself
On the edge of insanity
I found, I found me

I found myself
In a sea of busy places
In a world of blurry faces
I found myself
On the edge of insanity
I found, I found me

I found myself
In a sea of busy places
In a world of blurry faces
I found myself
On the edge of insanity
I found, I found me

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