Author's Note: This poem is just something I conjured up in Government class. Unlike my previous poems, this is not from any character's point of view from Lost in Time. Lately, I feel like I've lost myself. Even if it's only been a month, I've begun to wonder how I used to deal with the events in my life. Okay, enough of that. Here's my poem:
I long for the days
hidden within my past
When I was satisfied with life
Now I waste my time
wishing for what's impossible
When will I move on?
The me I used to be
dwells within this empty shell
Will I ever be that person again?
I don't even know where to begin
for I'm lost within my own selfishness
Have I truly forgotten who I am?