Where are you?
You spoke those words, did you not?
They’re still dancing in my ears,
They’re still swimming in my thoughts.

I don’t know where I am,
I’ve come a long way,
I’ve wandered of my path,
And left another there to stay.

I’m lost,
lost...
That’s the echo of my shout,
Thrown out to the wind,
As I wallow in my doubt,

But there is beauty in being lost,
In not knowing what you’ll find,
So cradled by the unknown,
I forget all I’ve left behind.