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Nothing Left to Find

By , san diego, CA
Look at me and you’ll see a Girl
Lost from reality, trapped in my own world


Look into my eyes, and if you make it past the lies,
You’ll know why I cry

Look at my fake smile and you’ll think that I have it all together
But really things could only get better

Look at my hands, empty and bare
And then you’ll know why no one else cares

Look at my feet, tired and sore
How could anyone ask for more?

Look at me sitting in a corner all alone
And then you’ll understand why my secrets have yet to be shown

And once you see all of this, Look into my mind
Cuz by then, there’d be Nothing Left to Find





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