milk and honey

lost boys

whos your peter pan?
whos your knight in shining armor?
the one that saves you when
you can't even save yourself
growing up
i thought everyone was built
to have someone
like how puzzle pieces
fit together perfectly
but what happens when
you loose those pieces?
when they all get jumbled up
in a world of chaos and evil?
who's really there to save you
on those nights you barely made it
through?
who was there to lift you up
when you thought you were as
low,
as low could be?
most people find
that its
themselves
who pull them out of the wreckage
its
themselves
who are stronger
than they ever thought possible
because they have to be
for themselves
not for anyone else.
we are lost boys and girls
but we found ourselves
in the mess of it all.