(feat Iosha Bruner) Lost
LOST IN THIS WORLD WIND OF LOVE AND LUST,
LACKING WHAT I SEEK MOST
IN WHICH WAS TRUST,
TRAPPED IN THIS WORLD WIND LEFT ALL BY MYSELF,
BEING SO YOUNG OTHERS BELIEVE I CANT MAKE IT,
ARE THEY RIGHT….
MY HEART AND SOUL SEEMS SO COLD,
FEELING LOST AND SO TORN….
IN A STORM BEYOND DESCRIPTION,
A WORLD WIND THAT CAME BACK AND FOURTH….
ONE MINUTE I WAS HURT ….
THE NEXT I WAS LOVED,
APOLOGISING EACH TIME FOR WHAT ITS DONE,
BUT IN EACH PASSING OF THE STORM LEFT ME….
WORRIED AND CONFUSED….
THINKING I HAVE FINALLY BEAT THE STROM….
BUT STILL I REMAINED LOST.
Copyright ©2008 Myishia Williams
Copyright © Myishia Williams | Year Posted 2008
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