Lost

Who am I?

Am I the girl
wearing the mask?
Am I the girl
who does what you ask?

The girl on the street
that nobody sees
nobody hears
or nobody needs…

Am I the girl
tossing the mask?
Am I the girl
who does not what you ask?

The girl on the street
that everyone sees
everyone hears
and everyone needs…

Who am I?

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About leiastar

Poetic soul, lover of words, sinner... I know I'm in my own little world, but it's ok, they know me here.
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2 Responses to Lost

  1. Priyanka says:

    you are the girl who always prefers to be a poetic mystery…
    nice one 🙂

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