I'm lost,
he's lost,
she's lost,
and we're all lost together.
Sometimes we forget this,
how it feels,
how it can disappear and we wonder
if it was ever even real. But then it returns,
and we wonder how we ever forgot
how painful and depressing it was to feel so lost and alone.
Then we realize,
I'm lost,
he's lost,
she's lost,
and we're all lost together.
Sometimes we'll forget this and
say things we wish were true,
but we have forgotten are false.
Then we remember and forgive,
and apologize and hope.
