i am worth finding
Being lost is something I am pretty good at.
I am always lost in my mind, in worlds I am imagining.
Worlds where I am loved, in a perfect family,
and where I get the boy. The right boy.
I am lost in the way that I am walking through life.
Everything is out of my control,
and despite the fact that I am stuck in the past,
the world keeps spinning, without me.
Trapped in a world of broken promises and painful memories.
It's hard to move on when I can't find help.
I guess being lost, is just the way I was meant to be.
But I will never let go of hope, that someday,
maybe someday, someone will care enough to search.
And find me.
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