I'm completely and utterly lost.
I've gone to look for myself.
If I should return before I get back,
Patiently tell me to stay and relax for awhile, tell me things are going great and that I'll be back soon. Maybe give me tea from the little creatures in the puddles... Or perhaps tel the boy in the orange backpack I've been waiting, watching from a distance.. You know maybe give me a coloring book and crayons so I can return to childhood. If I am to return before I get back, tell me I've lost myself and have gone to find me.
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Rants.
Short StoryJust some crappy thoughts I managed to string together to create a decent sentence. I have no friends and the few I do have could care less. Rants I have decided are for the weak... I rant about everything from the color of the sky being a shade off...
