I am lost.
Wandering for an unidentified, lovely, sweet, you.
For an end to my long nights of wondering.
For what seems to be an imaginary you.
I am lost.
Looking for something to hold onto.
For a clear picture of happy.
For what I need to be me.
I am lost.
Searching for an unknown face.
For something to fill the cracks.
For what appears to be hopeless.
I am lost.
Wandering. Looking. Searching.
I am lost.
Until I find you.
I am lost.
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 9:03 PM UTC
I am lost.
Wandering for an unidentified, lovely, sweet, you.
For an end to my long nights of wondering.
For what seems to be an imaginary you.
I am lost.
Looking for something to hold onto.
For a clear picture of happy.
For what I need to be me.
I am lost.
Searching for an unknown face.
For something to fill the cracks.
For what appears to be hopeless.
I am lost.
Wandering. Looking. Searching.
I am lost.
Until I find you.
I am lost.
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