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.
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Oh I’m sad.
If this is reflecting your struggle in any way I hope you find some way to be content with all of life. As for this poem, it resembled your other poem. Again, I love the way you rhyme and how well you’re able to communicate this emotion of being out of touch. In order for it to flow better I would remove some words, but other than that it’s very good.