Along the way I’ve lost so much
To the point I was out of touch
Some days I feel so lost
It’s sad to think living life comes with a cost
Some days I’m out of motivation
That of which is the world’s creation
Every day is a war
And the world seems to always want to take more
Sometimes I just feel so lost
Why is life so glossed?
There is little that makes me smile
But those little things are worth my while
Life isn’t what it adds up to be
But I’m just glad that I’m still me.