Lost
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Each day is like a continuation of the next. Where does yesterday end and today begin? It’s a all a blur. Happiness is a rare feeling. Each moment of happiness like a baloon, burst too early by needles of negativity, each one forcing its way deep inside. I feel lost in life. Where do i go? What do i become. Who am I in this big wide world? Only I can find the answers to my questions, yet no motivation can be found.
