Thursday, 19 December 2019

Lost

Wandering through life full of joy and glee,
I too once stopped to smell the sand and the sea.
And when life changed ...
I became, whatever they wanted me to be.
Forgetting all along what it was to be me.
Only, to then know, that Lost is not a nice place to be.
Lost - Is just some place where 'you' cant see me.
But look harder - there is still a 'me'.