I'M Lost
How can i be lost surrounded by a sea of people?
I don't understand.
How can i have friends and still feel like an outcast?
I'm the black sheep.
Always on the outside looking in.
I'm lost beyond finding, yet I'm standing in a crowd of familiar faces.
Everyone looking at me but never seeing me.
Seeing me wander in circles, but doing nothing besides look at me.
I'm lost.
When will I be found?
Copyright © Danesha Shelton | Year Posted 2009
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