You're not lost; you're just not found
You would rather be buried than stand on the ground
You're not missing; you just want peace
You're always here, but you don't want to be noticedA mysterious, delighted creature
I always wanted us to act like we were in pictures
Always still, time that's cold and frozen
A core memory, a love found in disappointmentsSo if ever you're lost, I'll search for you
But if you want to be lonely, I'll leave you too
You're just not found; you're not lost
You don't want to be normal, but rather be a ghost
YOU ARE READING
for the betterment of us
PoesíaIt will always be for the betterment of us. Every poem is.