lost in myself

I don't know why, I am lost all the time.
Anything happens, I just lost my Shine.
For nearly every situations, I am deep inside my mind,
I don't know why I am lost all the time.

My mind just ignore everything and I start thinking,
Then my mind is full of thoughts and for the outer world, I am lost,

I often try to stop this but no,
Every time my thoughts forces me to bow,
They hold me tight and won't let me go,
And results I am lost from my head to my toe

From the lectures of teachers to talking with my friends,
I don't know why I am lost in myself
All the talks in lectures get over, still I am lost in myself.

Because of this problem, I am losing myself
All my friends and this world too,
It feels me like alone in a zoo,
As no one is there instead of you,
I think I gonna loose myself too...

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