every time I ever talked
about myself
I remember how happy
I was before this thing ever happened,

when my eyes were blindfolded
by the lies and traps
truth seeking for me
when I was so into that life,

even if it was a lie
I enjoyed it more than
the truth
that I didn't realize
how I lost my control,

every one have their own problems
but mine was something I couldn't
see my subconscious waking my heart
in my dreams,

I lost myself long ago
I hope the truth
seek you before you get lost.......
© Nirjala lobhi