One sad, cold night. A girl sat on her bed, feeling so alone and scared. As she ran her fingers through her hair, she reach for her pen and paper and she's set free....on a blank page.

I'm lost

I'm lost in the way of life,
I'm lost in my own thought
I'm lost in love, i'm lost in life
I'm lost, I'm lost.

Even if I call out with a small voice,
There's no use, I'm losing it again.
Everything is moving with no place to go,
I'm lost, I'm lost.

Fixing my own clothes in this damn cold,
Wandering around without a plan,
Finding my way through the darkness,
I'm lost, I'm lost.

I'm lost, I can't find my way,
What to do when nothing goes as planned?
Like a Jew who ends up in a wrong country,
I'm lost, I'm lost.

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Happiness is like a weak flower at the edge of a cliff. Even if I extend my hand...even so..


© Bella