Lost,
What does it mean?
Is it a physical place, a place where we all go when you can’t find hope?
Lost, a little dream-scape for humanity to dive in.
Lost, a forgotten tome of fear and trapped dysphoria.
I’m lost. So are you. You can’t speak or scream or even understand what it means
But you know how it feels, it weighs
Down with an unknown property you can’t name.
You know you have a voice,
But it’s lost(but you seem to know what it sounds like)
Lost, you can get lost, and then you’ll be found.
You lost your identity
You lost your dreams
You lost your heart
You just…lost.(get over it, everyone loses something sometimes)
We’re all a bit lost, aren’t we?
But we just pretend we are found.
We just wanted to be found.
And I found you,
And now we’re lost again,
(In
Each
Other’s
Eyes)
A whole universe of lost
And found.


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