I remember her body
She was 5 foot 9
Long legged and lost in her own things
First things first whats love to me?
I'm feeling battled hardened
Before the battle begins
I sit in question of all my sins
Once needed help so
I needed to make myself my friend
People used to travel to better places
For opportunity
They found homes
Made life
Then got old
We're getting cold
But we see no snow
Cell phones replacing your mind
Finding yourself
Is becoming once upon a time
I search daily
Cause once I find myself
I'll feel fine
With how I come across
To everyone else
Are you lost yourself?
I think we need some help
But they don't sell this on shelves.
Something you need to do yourself.