Lost Found and Lost

I was lost and still friggin lost,

It’s been

Such a cost, what a damn

Loss

Every day I try to find myself

Hiding on a shelve

To know who really am,

If I overflow this dam, I will

See my real me,

Desperate for air to breath

Or drown underneath

Is there really a you and me?

Or this is only

A game between me, you,

And Kalamazoo,

I know you can boo, a real

Voo-doo

Lost or found, some people

Say is the

Same sound

Me, I’m heading northbound

Where I could be

A deportee or a referee.

Copyright © 2012

By: Juli Monat