it is impossible
for me,
to comprehend
how one sees me.

actions, reactions,
i’ve been told,
don’t make sense,
as facts unfold.

those close to me,
(or so i think)
oft hold against,
and thus i sink.

the bottom line
of being sane,
are boundaries
which must not wane.

it cannot be
the best choice,
that when afraid
don’t use my voice,

i let and let
and let some more,
and welcome those
bad through my door.

one day when,
(i hope i’m strong)
i’ll figure what
is right from wrong.

but for now,
i must accept,
that it’s me
i can’t protect.

i’m not sure
if this will come,
’cause as i’ve grown,
i’ve become

a girl who just
cannot tell,
those wishing bad
and wishing well.

confusing as
this may sound,
i feel i don’t
deserve my ground.

wanting always
to be nice,
it’s now myself
i sacrifice.

how i should act,
what i should be,
i’ve no clue–
it’s lost to me.


3 thoughts on “lost.

  1. I believe life is simple. Be what you need to be.
    “how i should act,
    what i should be,
    i’ve no clue–
    it’s lost to me.”
    Find things you love to do and do them. You can’t make this world content. You must find reasons to be content.


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