I lose Myself.

I lose myself too easily.

I forget who I am.

Whose I am.

I lose myself in this world.

This world full of chaos.

Empty of reality.

This place I call home.

A temporary, confusing place.

Full of busyness and success.

Empty of love and kindness.

I lose myself in the future.

A figment of my naive imagination.

Full of perfection and ease.

Empty of unknowns and hardships.

I lose myself in the past.

A glorified memory or what once was.

Full of bliss and wholeness.

Empty of heartache and understanding.

I lose myself in the present.

Caught up in what came before and what comes after.

Full of life, hope and cherishing.

Empty of demand and doubt.

I lose myself everywhere.

So I don't belong anywhere.