Lost and Found,

Filled with many things lost and waiting to find new homes,

Hats, Shirts, Pants, Sweatshirts, the occasional wallet, Ipods, music players, books,

All carelessly forgotten or lost,People are just like these forgotten articles,

Lost by one person, and Found by a new

Sometimes people are repeatedly thrown back into this box of random items,

But these people are even stronger than we realize,

These people are made of patches, some original them, and something that has grown around them to protect themselves,

Some of these people haven't even been picked out of the box yet,

This is only because the right person hasn't come along and picked them up yet,

I always tell these people to never lose hope,

Love is like a road you have to travel until the very end,

Until you find that one person who you are gonna spend forever with, 

People are just like things in a Lost and Found box, 

Waiting to be found by a new person who will treat them right