Lost

In this world, who are we really?

 

 Who am I?

Who is she?

When I look at her I see confidence

Is that the girl I'm suppose to be?

 

....I'm confused.....

 

My head tilts left to right

There's a split in the track

I turn my head to the ground

I feel like my heart has a crack

 

.....I don't know which way to go.... 

 

 

I turn to figures

But no one notices

I feel myself peeling apart

like beautiful white lotuses

 

......I need help......

 

My body curls into a ball

Sorrowful tears slide down my cheek

I feel my spirit begin to fall

 

......I'm lost...... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Tell me if there are any grammer errors and what you think of this poem. Thankyou.

Reviews

[forfila]

Such a great poem, I much enjoyed. I gathered from this that you "The writer" are lost trying to find out who you are, because the wide world is so full of lies and misconceptions.
It makes us all feel lost sometimes and search becomes too much for our soul to handle, while we feel like the answers are to be had, they seem a million miles off sometimes.

I don't see any grammar errors and this is a great poem.

Love,
Me