I was lost, wandering around, in the dark. I was found, shown the light, he found me, and made me new. He helped me, and changed me, he showed me the way, and I followed him. To the light. I thank you dear friend that without you I would not be the same today. I was a broken boy. You fixed me.
I walk on a path deep in a forest and the noise of loneliness fills my head.
I think of all my friends and family that are long since dead.
I listen to the wind blow through the trees, on my face
I was lost, wandering around, in the dark. I was found, shown the light, he found me, and made me new. He helped me, and changed me, he showed me the way, and I followed him. To the light. I thank you dear friend that without you I would not be the same today. I was a broken boy. You fixed me.
Love. Is that what I crave?
If it is, then why can't I find it?
Hate. Does that mean anger?
If it does, then why do I feel hollow?
Pain. Does that mean suffering?
If it does, then why does it fee
I was lost, wandering around, in the dark. I was found, shown the light, he found me, and made me new. He helped me, and changed me, he showed me the way, and I followed him. To the light. I thank you dear friend that without you I would not be the same today. I was a broken boy. You fixed me.
You pass me on the street and out eyes briefly meet.
You hold the door open for me as I enter behind you.
I say thanks, but you have no idea that my mind is blank.
In the elevator you crack a joke,
“I was once wandering around. I was alone. Then I was found. I was shown the light. Thank you dear friend that without you I would not be the same today. I was a broken boy. You fixed me.”
I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;
To hide my feelings behind a lie.
Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside, I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.
Nobody could hear my cries
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