Lost
it seems that i am lost
Like i have got no home
i don’t know where i came from
i don’t know where to go
except there’s mountains in the sky
and stars under the ground
hauntedness that rings the picture, perfect with no sound
the pixels draw me near, but nothing can be found
i don’t know where i came from
i don’t know where to go
And I long for a past
From which these mountains used to glow
This poem is about:
Our world