Abandoned.



I remember the sight of happiness

It came with people

It stayed in crowded rooms


That sight is now fading

It came with confidence

It stayed in self-esteem


It seems invisible now

I’m abandoned

Alone

Insignificant


Tied down by my own insecurities

Locked through paranoia

Unable to walk without a stick of anti-anxiety

Surrounded by a pool of my own self-confidence

That has come out in tears.


I have lost my own identity

My will to continue

My incessant desire to break free

Is now, a dead motivation.

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