Lost.....

When do we become so lost, so lost that we cant find our selves
An empty core evaporated
The only peace from this emptiness, to wander the streets
To feel alone, to want to cry and to want to be lost

Why do we want to be lost when we need to be found
When we wait for the rain in this long drought
Unable to be alone and unable to cry

Secretly crying out to the world with no one listening
Walking the lonely streets with no one there
Why do we stay so lost when we could be found
When walking back to the crowd seems so easy but yet so hard

I feel so lost and my solitary is my only comfort
Feeling my meaningless pain is my pleasure
Blaming the world is my words

Yet this page is empty
My ink doesn’t stain

I’m lost