Life...
I’m Specially-Lost, everything has a cost. Nothing in life is free! Nobody knows Life like I do, because my Life is a Knife.
This explains the Pain in my back. I’m Specially-lost, because both friends and family have had a turn, inserting my Knife in my back. I’m Specially-lost, because each time I find my way Life throws a newer-bigger obstacle my way!
I live a constant struggle, of staying Stable. There’s a constant question, of how am I Able? To keep this roof over my Head and these Demons silent in my Head! They're known to the world as Anxiety and Depression. But to me they're known as AD, (After Death) because that's when they said they'll set me free! I’m Specially-Lost, because I’m still paying your cost…
But myself I’ve found, your smile of Love now looks like a frown. I thought I was lost, paying your cost. Your hugs of Love used to feel as special as a pure white Dove. Specially-Lost..? Specially-Lost is what I was. Specially-Lost is what you are. Now my wings have grown, in opposite directions the Wind has us blown. I don’t even know you anymore, we don’t even speak anymore. But this won’t stop me from flying with the Winds, being lead by the Sun.
People say don’t burn Bridges, but I never was taught family had Bridges. It’s okay though, I’m not your Foe. I just want to be your Son.
After all, I’m Special, but you’re Specially-Lost. Don’t worry, you haven’t truly lost me. We are Family, the Winds and Sun will always guide me back to Family...
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