Feeling Lost Poem by Viktorie Bednarikova

I feel lost.

Lost in thought.

Its like I'm supposed to find a way out.

A way out of labyrinth that I own, but I don't know how.

How will I get out of somethin I made? That I own? And no one else knows?

How do I speak my mind when it's locked?

Locked with many locks, and keys thrown into crown that's waiting for the hero.

Hero that I don't know who will be.

And how will they find me?

Find somethin that I don't even know where is, even though I own it.

Will they win it? Or will they give up, like I did many years.

Many years of trying, many years of finding a way out, a way out of my mind, a way to go into the world.

Way to find out who I am.

Who am I to you?

Am I nothing like I always was?

Or am I a labyrinth that you feel lost in. Same way I do for many years.

Or am I something that you feel that you own?

Just because I'm your child?

Many years of trying and finding. Many years trying to go into the world.

But I never found anything.

The world keeps falling apart in my hands.

My mind is going around with thoughts.

Thoughts that I can't stop, and they are not stopping on their own.

Will someone save me? Will I have to live with this?

Many thoughts on my mind, but no answers.

So I pick up the phone, hoping someone calls.

But no one did. I guess I'm stuck where I was before.