I’ve lost my voice.
And I don’t know where to find it.
I lost it somewhere between staying young and growing up,
Which is a large span of time to search.
When did I put down the pen?
When did the words stop flowing from my fingertips?
I’m not sure.
I shouldn’t stop looking,
But I feel as if I should.
I feel as if I’ll never find it again.


About returntoneverland

All around procrastinator, screw-up extraordinaire.
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