I think I’m lost and I’m tryna get found.
I wander around on dangerous ground unbound.
I think I need more guidance and need more direction or else I’m stuck going in a poor direction.
This neighborhood ain’t the best place for me.
Why am I here knowing this ain’t the best place to be.
Running down this path means I’m running with the devil.
Of course I’ll end up dead when I travel to that level.
Now I know there’s a great deal of good in me
But sometimes I go to places that I shouldn’t be.
I hate paying these unnecessary cost. I need to be found because I’m sick of being lost.
About the Creator
Joe Patterson
Hi I'm Joe Patterson. I am a writer at heart who is a big geek for film, music, and literature, which have all inspired me to be a writer. I rap, write stories both short and long, and I'm also aspiring to be an author and a filmmaker.

Comments (1)
Sad but relatable in a way. Hugs to you :)