Lost like a message in a bottle

Folded in a tight space

No room to take a breath

Rolling in the waves

Used like a crimson rose

To symbolize a false belief

Thrown away when use is done

Left alone to degrade

Fading like a sunset

Bright until the very end

Turned into dark night

Beauty soon to leave

Lost, used, and fading

Wondering who to be

How to become new

Why am I here?