Searching frantically.
Frustrated, defeated.
Where is it?
I thought I just saw it.
Lifting this, moving that.
Going in circles,
Looking in places
I already looked.
Insanity, fear.
What if I never find it?
What will I do?
It has to be here.
Others have it,
Why can't I?
I'll be okay,
Once it's mine.
Balance, identity.
Security, esteem.
I have to find
My self again.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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It's ok honey, stop looking so hard. It will find you...
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