Lost Soul

The fact of innoyance. The nonbelieveing truth of who I am.

No one knows.

Am I myself or just a confused girl who raptures the truth in her  heart..?

I can't sit here and see that i'm what you expect me to be.

I have to be true to myself, not anyone else. 

Confused.? No! Letting go.? Yes!

Believe what you see at hand.

The girl that has plans.

Plans to be the biggest in the world.

Biggest M.D in no ones past.

I'm a image from God, but the image you see is the outside of me.

I'm a girl with the lost soul. No one can see.

Just me....

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