I have misplaced myself
and I don’t know where to begin to look
I can’t remember where I last saw me
I search my love’s eye, but I’m not there
I sought out my fears
but they were afraid to say
Should I stop, or should I go
Should I yes, or should I know
I saw my passion on a hill
and she whipered down, “Not yet.”
But her smile told me,
it’s not where I am, but where I’m going.
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This is a really nice piece. I can relate 🙂