Stuff
Lost In a world of... Role playing Playing make believe Believe me Who is that To whom do I belong Longing for a simpler time Time gets away so fast Fast times and fewer friends Who are my friends What do I mean to them Am I valuable What is my value Who am I without them I keep getting lost Buried in stuff My stuff Their stuff Too much stuff I need to change stuff Prioritize stuff Good stuff Creative stuff Get rid of stuff That no longer fits me Embrace a new me AGAIN Like a Ferris wheel At the bottom Rising to the top The view gets clearer I can see things clearer I don’t want to come down But I have to face it It has to face me I can do this I was born to do this I am a survivor I am a winner I just need to get rid of stuff Dawny B ❤️