Where do I belong? by Soph

Sep 4

Traceless,
paceless,
faceless.
Running away,
every day
I pray
to belong.
I feel so wrong
everywhere I go.
I never flow,
but get stuck.
I seem
to never find luck.

#identity #lost

Written by

Soph F/Germany

(F/Germany)

692

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