The Wishing Well

I fell down the wishing well, but no one came behind me. Didn't anyone miss me? Didn't anyone want to find me? I fell into a puddle of water and almost broke my leg Not realizing when I had fallen I had actually cracked my head. Reeling around in a tizzy with fright creeping up my shoulder The thought hit me like a ton of bricks that weighed as much as a boulder. I fell down the wishing well, but no one came behind me. Maybe others don't wish.... Thats why no one came to find me. I'am here in the well just me to my thoughts Wondering if I'am indeed the one who is lost. Maybe they're the ones who are lost but I'am just too afraid Wait no thats not it. My thoughts I do betray I fell down the wishing well and then someone came behind me. I said "How did you get here?" and he said "Because I was wishing you'd come and find me."