Challenge
"The unnoticed shape in my pocket"
write about a secret you harbor, specific or not, we all have weights on your souls, empty chasams where nails have been pried out of but still wait to be repaired
Lost
Who are you when there is no responsibility?
Who are you when you are all alone?
Who are you when there's no impunity?
Tell me, who are you when you have no self-control?
I'll tell you — you don't know
You've lied so much that now you're always lost
And every single day you're lying more and more
But you forgot that lies come with a cost