With every in hale I take, I forget the previous day Not to be cruel but to save my sanity.
I want to forget the past good and bad To live the present and not know what to expect
To know at one point I was great... is killing me Because I'm stuck in a mind of uncertainty Who questions their existence with humanity.
What is my role? How can I let go and be free? How will I find my way of living?
Instead I'm stuck in a shadow of a girl who used to be a queen. A girl who always knew what she wanted to be, Now she's lost so much that her soul isn't as happy.
As much as I scream for help No words pass my lips. I guess I'm stuck in a relapse of this so called life that's apparently a gift.
I question my beauty, Is it something I really see in myself, Not really... As much as I'm praised about it, I hide behind a smile that everyone think is perfect
With all the compliments I still question who this unknown person could be. So lost that the path it once walked... Can no longer be seen. Drowning of doubt, fear, and past events.
Why am I still here? Who is this so called me Is this life I live real or is it the reality of a dream