
I'm a lost sheep, and still at lost.
I don't know when or how it all started.
Maybe it was when I was too busy.
Maybe it was when I enjoyed too much.
Or perhaps it was when all I cared for were the worldly things that gave me temporary satisfaction.
Things that elated me just for a while.
I'm still praying though.
I'm still always thankful for the things I have.
Still wishing for whatever my heart's desire.
But why do I feel I am lost?
Lost in the wilderness of nothingness.
Lost in this fast-paced world we're living in.
Lost in this hustle, were everyone is bustling.
Maybe I can still find my way out there.
But for now I AM A LOST SHEEP.
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