I’m lost and can’t be found
Having a map without contents
A compass without a needle

Harsh environment with no detail
People all around
But no one to recognize

Soft cries from a distance
Surrounded noise but not hearing a word
Trying to understand what I did wrong

I’m left without direction
No determination to end up at a destination
Running but ending up at the beginning

I lay waiting
Accepting my faith by the hands of the unknown
I wake up realizing what I’m bound to be