Lost, again
Don’t know what to do
Don’t know where to go
Don’t know where I belong
Don’t know what my purpose is
Turning 29 and I still don’t have a clue
About what I want to do, in life
Lost, again
Don’t know what to do
Don’t know where to go
Don’t know where I belong
Don’t know what my purpose is
Turning 29 and I still don’t have a clue
About what I want to do, in life
I feel guilty and ashamed
A lot of the time
I feel like I’m doing something wrong
I feel like I’m not worthy or good enough
I’m not enough
I should know better
I should do better
I should be better
Why aren’t I better?
Am I even changing?
It feels like I’m not
Have I even changed?
It feels like I haven’t
The progress I was making
Am I still making it?
Because it sure doesn’t feel like it…
But this need to be perfect
Is hurting me inside
I am not proud; I am not happy
With myself, who I am and where I’m at
But how am I to feel any different
When I don’t feel good enough?
I just feel disappointed in myself, I guess…
I haven’t been achieving or succeeding
And it feels like I’m taking steps backwards
I’m not where I want to be
I’m never where I want to be
To be honest, I’m lost
I always have been
I always will be
Trying to find my place
In a world that seems so…
Distant; so far away
I’m different
I can’t relate
I isolate
Dissociate
I’m dis
Connected
And it hurts
If I’m not alone
Why do I feel so lonely?
If I’m not alone
Will you come find me?
I’m searching for connection
Lost; just waiting to be found…
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I didn’t ask to be birthed
To be put here on Earth
God, would you help me?
Try to understand
Your divine plan
Because I’m lost
And I’m broken
And I’m hurting
So much
Get me out of this house
Get me out of this room
Get me out of this bed
Get me out of my head
Stop these habits of mine
Over-thinking
Over-analyzing
Over-criticizing
Over-feeling
Overwhelming
No escaping
This maze
I am trapped in
Lost
Exhaust-ed
Criss-crossed and
Get me out of here
I cannot leave
I cannot hear
I cannot see
I cannot breathe
I am a prisoner
Please set me free
I am lost. I am broken. I am lost because I am broken, and I am broken because I am lost. My purpose – what is it? I’ve lost it. Angel, won’t you take me home to where I belong, in your arms? The place in which I find peace, love and joyfulness; the place I feel whole.
Help
I am calling out to you
Help
What am I to do?
Help
Can you see me?
Help
Can you hear me?
Help
Where are you?
Help
Is that you?
Help
I am feeling blue
Help
I need a hand
Help
Me understand
Help
Hold me tight
Help
Show me the light
Help
Guide me through
Help
I need you