In today's society,
I have felt lost.
Flying on my own,
like a moth.
I don't know,
where I am going.
I'm not like the river,
that is flowing.
Cuz unlike the river,
I dont have friends,
that meet up,
at the end.
Like the moth,
I am plain.
With no goal,
I have no game.
I can't play anything,
because I am incapable,
of finding a destination.
I am unmistakable.
Once you see me,
you can tell,
that I am,
headed to hell.
I am a walking sin,
with no where to go.
I am looking for a place,
that is other then my home.
©noah_law18
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