Lose yourself.
Watch your world
fall apart
who you were, who you want to be
who you are
is just the common ground
In between
Foreign and Familiar
Spontaneous and Stability
Reckless and Routine

your control
is forced words
better left unsaid
manipulated situations
better left untouched
broken hearts
better left unscathed

your control
is entirely relative

But things do not just happen.

Find yourself.
Amidst the chaos and calamity,

listen to the words you misspoke
watch the scenes you acted out
taste the charm of deception

Finding yourself where you are is your only hope
of saving what’s left of you to become
In lost and found,
escape is not an option.