I seemed a shoddy chance at best
I lost it for a while
I mean no one likes to be kept on hold
And treated like they're small, and lost.

But necessity sees us all confined
And left with our sweet? deaths

But today I am not lost at all
My eyes are rolling dice
When I toss and turn in bed at night
When my youth just brings me spite

No, today I am not lost at all
My world lent me confidence
And told me, "That's a treasured
Thing, enjoy it while you can."