I arrange every bit of myself Yet each time I regret For how many times I try I always find the same part of myself Each time , lost in my questions, The answers never known to me Each time, I reassemble My inner soul, the real me Each time desperate mind Questions my inner concise Craves for the bitter truth Which it ever despise. I collect my broken pieces Each day, rearranging myself But whenever I crave for I lost myself thereby... #lostinmyself The puzzled myself #yqbaba #yqdidi #lost #myself
