Can't I be a lost boy too?
I don't want to be Wendy
I don't want any of this responsibility
Let the wind take me
I'll go whichever way the waves are pointing
Can't I be a lost boy too?
I'm just a lost boy
This house feels too small
Walls are closing in
This city is too dull
Monotone people with monotone thoughts
I'm just a lost boy
Lost boy
She was just a lost boy they'll say
She went where the wind blew
She turned whenever the waves did
She asked, Can't I be a lost boy too?
Lost boy
Let me be a lost boy
My memories only give me nostalgic happiness
I need out of this house, this city
There are too many people here
Too many people who know me
Let me a lost boy
I'm ready to be a lost boy
One day you'll wake and find I have gone
I am looking for
Bluer skies
Fresher air
I'm ready to be a lost boy
I'm just a lost boy
Wanting out of my box
Far far away across the green hills
Wishing she could fly
Up and up into the clear blue sky
I'm just a lost boy
Ready to be found
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...