Lost

I've lost so much lately, I think somewhere along the way
I lost myself because I'm not the same person I used to be.
Nothing makes me happy anymore, nothing even makes me sad.
I've stopped being human, I'm a robot with skin and bones,
just eating and and breathing, not really living for anything,
not really living at all.
My eyes don't have the same shine because they're just hollow and broken ,
and if you listen close to my laughter, you can hear it echo against my empty skeleton.
I lost the girl I used to be and that scares me because I've never been good at finding things.

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I've been giving up on people too easily. If they don't call, if they don't try -- then I don't. It's not fair to lay the blame on them when I'm not calling either. I'm just as much at fault. I've got a lot of resentment for old friends -- for letting me go without a fight. I just want someone to call and say "I miss you. How are you?" I just want to call someone and say "I miss you. I'm sorry" I just want to be brave enough...