Lost Child

Wondering through the forest
Much like a lost child
Thinking of where I want to go
What I want to do
So So confused
Much like a lost child
No bread crumbs to follow as a guide to a net of safety
All alone
Looking for a hand to hold
Much like a lost child
Scared as who to trust
People with their candy coated promises
So sugary sweet and real seeming
But sometimes they end up being bitter, and sour

by chanda panda

Comments (1)

Very true...so true.