Lost
Draw the shades, the sun is scorching.
Heat so thick it hurts to walk.
Feeling second is never best.
Set aside, pushed away, always in the shadows.
You have to wonder, a thought to ponder;
always searching never finding.
Open the shades, it's growing dark.
It's time to sleep and feel all over again.
©K.Chun 2010
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