Quest

I look for myself in places that contain me,

but they can’t sustain me.

In cages so brittle that I wonder how it is I stay locked up.

I look for myself in your opinions, likes, comments, shares, follows

Really, it’s sad now that I think about it,

How easy it is to lose yourself in the world of another,

Yet extremely difficult to claw your way out and forge your own path.

I look for myself in lies, smiles, laughter…everything for the gram,

So, when I sat down with myself, I found it odd that whoever was before me was unknown, aloof and irritable.

I clawed my way out, trust me, I think I did,

And now, I’m on a quest that scares yet excites me,

I am looking not for myself, but my soul.

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