When was that time again when i didn't mind?
That time when everything seemed to be fine,
The whole world seem to burn around me,
But i didn't mind because i was free.

When was that time again when i didn't care?
What was mine was yours and we would share,
I felt like i could change the world,
A fully grown women in the body of a girl.

When was that time again that i was excited?
I'd venture alone, didn't need to be invited,
Some where between being loved and accepted,
Some where between being hated and rejected.

Time is known to heal all wounds,
Soul language is said to be music and tunes,
Dance is always the body's expression,
But what lives under my deep depression?

How long ago was it that i felt complete?
Could it be that i always felt defeat?
Do i stop myself before i begin?
Do i lose myself before i can win?
I always thought the answers were within,
But here i am, stuck in my skin.

I know that i am not alone,
I hate being so engrossed in my phone,
I'm actively trying my best out here,
But so much out here seems so unclear.

I don't think as i write my thoughts into poems,
Exploring the depth of my great unknowns,
Like everyone else i search for my purpose,
And hope to myself that i am worth it.