Lost

I have tasted and seen

And somehow it seems to me

That everything I've invested in

Has come back void

Deep inside I know

These hands were made to create

Not to destroy

The dream that sprouts

When flowers fade

And tell me, "You're no longer just a boy"

My feet are meant to take territory

Not for your futile slander

They will tell a story

Of where I've been and where I wander

I don't know what I'm doing

But I know it's real

You cannot defeat

The dream coming out of me