I'm lost...
Not literally but still... Lost.
I don't know how I got to this space
I couldn't tell you the time,
The place,
Where I am in this exact moment
Doesn't feel real.
Am I safe? Am I not?
Who can I turn to when the tides become tidal waves?
There is no one to turn to,
When I'm lost.
Oct 27, 2025
Oct 27, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC
I'm lost...
Not literally but still... Lost.
I don't know how I got to this space
I couldn't tell you the time,
The place,
Where I am in this exact moment
Doesn't feel real.
Am I safe? Am I not?
Who can I turn to when the tides become tidal waves?
There is no one to turn to,
When I'm lost.
Wrote this in class when I should've been paying attention
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