Drift,Drifting,Drifted


Drift, Drifting, Drifted

Who I am is drifting
My sense of being is fading away
The more time I spend here
The more my personality fades

As I smile through a screen
My heart a big black abyss
Where feelings once thrived
They are now lost within

Who I am
Who I was

I have drifted
I have changed

I feel empty but I hide with a mask
To cover my pain I emotionally fast

Who I am has drifted
My sense of being has faded away
The more time I spend here
The more I seem to cave

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