The lights of street

came in through the trees

as I breathes in so slow,

Trapped in in my mouth

please stop staring at me

Ask why I’m looking so low

.

I fall through the asphalt

in to the hands of the dirt

and come closer to something

that gives some sense of purpose

.

I’m lost

I’m lost

I’m lost

so lead me to the end of the dock

I’m lost

I’m lost

I’m lost

I believe in the future, but not in the one that I want

.

So how do I feel this way?

When I’m afraid of everything?

The way my chest wakes up and sings.

So how do I live

When I’m hiding under the sheets

The way my eyes still search for something