What I was searching for, I didn’t know
Filling voids inside myself
With material possessions
Need to feel complete became an obsession
It’s been said before
We have our own answers
What was the fear that had me blinded
Words falling on deaf ears
Maybe I didn’t want to see it
Was afraid of the truth
Using anything I could get my hands on
In order to sooth
Lately looking differently
New pair of lenses
Inside of me is coming alive again
Waking up all my senses
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