Feeling lost is often the result of that undeniable resentment to missed shots or failed attempts.

Lost

 

Was this all I wished for?
Was this all I dreamed of?

Will this pain go away?
Or will this feeling always stay?

Who hither is to decide my worth?
Am I ugly or it’s just the world?

 

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