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She's lost,

Searching for herself in the hearts of others

If they love her maybe shes really here

Not alone and wandering in her mind

If they're close to her maybe she'll know herself

Instead of being confused and oblivious

What is the price of getting away?

She doesnt know,

But i do.

I know the wounds, the battles

And the scars they left on my heart.

I've overcome them all

And yet, I still cant help her

Though with similar pasts we're still different

She searches in the love of others

While I avoid it.

Even though she's still battling, im envious

The war has left me cynical and cold;

Desolate and scattered.

Where as she is optimistic, happy;

Focused and alive.

Shes still lost and wounded and yet,

Even now, better off than me.