Lost

Sometimes, I feel lost.

Wandering aimlessly through life.

For what?

I have no clue.

I feel as if I’ve lost my compass.

Like an animal that’s lost its way home.

I’m like a nomad.

Settling down somewhere and then movin again.

I wanna find my way home.

I wanna find my place.

I need to find a space to call my own.

But I can’t.

As I wander, I look into the eyes of other lost ones.

They’ve no place to go either.

They want warmth and compassion, too.

Maybe we should come together and be with each other.

I don’t know.

Perhaps then, we won’t be lost.