Where The Lost Ones Go

We were born the same way, but we knew that the end would be different. All our Faults would determine that, each of our Faults reminded us what we lacked, but for some it was easier, they wouldn't have to be reminded each second that they were the part of something greater and that they were all just specks of gold in this great abyss, but we knew. We knew that this greater part had chosen us to feel its pain, we were the ones cursed and blessed, we were the ones destined to hurt. But in the end they nicknamed us the Lost ones after a lost cause, maybe we were lost after all, because no one knew what we went through to find ourselves, no one knew how we ended up.
No one seemed to know
Where the lost ones used to go.