Lost

lost, oh so lost

in this jungle of bricks and concrete

am nothing but a man so small

 

negativity consuming

the glass’s not half empty

it’s not even filled at all

 

the mind has grew weary

and the body soon follows

responsibility is such a chore

 

so what’s a man, so weak and meak,

stuck in this plotless story,

got to do to change it all?

 

head filled with unanswered questions

heart drowning in desperation

he’s been here one to many times before

 

lost, oh so lost

in this jungle of bricks and concrete

am nothing but a man so small

Author's Note

rate and comment. be gentle. im new. :)

Reviews

[ghost writer]

There is times when we all feel in a desparate place...you captured the feelings well.