Life

How can you lose me, when you've already lost me?

How can you know me, if you doubt me?

Where are you when I needed you most?

Are you only there when I'm your perfect illusion?

Inside I'm a perfect disaster.

My heart doesn't get it.

I couldn't stand up for you because it felt fake.

And when I tried to show myself, I made my escape.

Too embarrassed to even say your name.

I try to read your pages but its all the same.

The light of hope is what I hold onto.

Then why do I feel so cold,

Where is your warmth?

I'm holding onto a grain of sand.

Will I ever be the same again?