Introducing me to myself
I write to find the pieces of myself that I have lost.
I write to define the pieces of myself, I have not yet found.
Between the lost and the found,
my true self has been forgotten.
Leaving a side a hollow shadow.
I see parts of myself in other people,
reminding myself I have given everything,
without expecting anything in return.
The satisfaction of that should full fill my soul
or at least make up for it
Seeing the best in people has left me blind,
now I beg to see the best of me
I won't be afraid
I'll take back what I left in every step I took,
Building myself back together
I'll lose myself to find me again,
I guess after all that's who I am,
What I've lost and what I've not yet found.