Used to think I was perfect.
Used to think I had it all.
But every now and then,
It all felt so fake.
At first I ignored it...
Then I grew with it.
Then I couldn't ignore it anymore...
I was lost.
Never to be found.
Same smile, same words.
But definitely not the same girl.
This girl was lost.
This girls was gone.
Then I felt it.
I felt the light.
It was coming for me.
I was to be rescued.
Slowly but surely...
I found myself.
This girl was lost but then she was found.