You will find years and years worth of memories
Some forgotten, some to be cherished eternally

You will find laughters that I have gathered from my family, my friends and my own

You will find a temporary storage for the times I have lost someone who I thought would remain in my life for a long time

You will find broken pieces of my heart, that made its way to my mind
Remembering the hurt that I've experienced and endured, the lessons keeping me grounded but hurting me time and time again

You will find a broken record that speaks only when it wants to,
My overthinking habit once again plays its opinions as loud as it can

You will find denial and confusion dancing to the harmony of the  broken record, like dancers on a stage wearing costumes, my denial and confusion too, disguises itself with trickery that maybe for once, I am accepting of what's happening to me and that for once, I am okay with it.  

You will find Lies, Lies, Lies
Piling on top each other like a stacking game, I have control but it is a force to be reckoned with. Eventually it falls and when it does, I become more and more tired of trying to stack the pieces, but where is peace ?  in the midst of this chaos. I am once again scattered.

Are you lost?
Don't give it up before you even found it.
It's over there, Hope.

You found hope. There's something special about this one. Hope is my very own lighthouse keeper. But like the tides, it rises and falls. Hope is the best at its job. It is at the top of the lighthouse when I feel most ecstatic about something. But it descends slowly with each passing day. But if I am blessed, Hope shines brightly enough through my eyes for someone to notice it. Hope is what guides me to itself, my lighthouse in a storm. It safely brings me to wander back home.