Feel it

Sometimes you look at yourself in the mirror

And you don’t see who is looking back

Someone asks your favorite color and

There is no answer

Hobbies? Favorite book? Most embarrassing story?

The things that once shaped you

They don’t ring a bell anymore

You want to answer

You want the answers to flow out of you easily

Favorite color

Lyrics

Movie

Memory

Person to call

When you feel lost in yourself

Lost in a shell of what once was

Who once was

Fully herself

Happy

Anywhere away from here

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