As annoying as this song is (IT IS SO OVERPLAYED!!!!), it's the song of this chap.
Lost Boy - Ruth B.
I, Dragon,
feel extremely
lost.
With words,
with writing,
swimming,
my life.
I have
no motivation
to continue on swimming—
I hate it now.
Maybe it's only because
all my friends are leaving
and the coach is pushing us harder,
plus a whole generation of kids
are growing up and going off to
college.
Maybe.
Or maybe I am just ... lost.
Writing,
something I've been doing since I was
five years old,
has escaped me, my locked grasp
and flowed away into the wind,
leaving me with an empty hand.
Should I write?
I think to myself.
Should I not?
Questions I ask myself
on a daily,
trying to figure out
how the answers can be found.
Or maybe,
I am the one who needs to be found.
Sure,
friends on here encourage me to write,
YOU ARE READING
Body {Prose Vol. 1}✔
Poetry❝A struggle with body image is a study of physicalities and of the mind itself, for the mind plays with what the eyes perceive. The body, mind, and soul are connected, and it is up to us to determine how to respect them.❞ - Me These writings are my...
