I'm a wanderer lost in my mind
I don't really know what I'm looking to find
A need, a want, a purpose so great
I guess I'm just looking for fate
I run to drugs then come right back
Making countless laps on life's endless track
Maybe lost is all I'll ever be
Destined to always be looking for me

YOU ARE READING
tears on a page
Poesíaa collection of some of my more depressing pieces written many moons ago. so.... enjoy