All that I am is a lost soul,
And to be found I’ve truly tried.
I sent out a message in a bottle,
But it was swallowed by the tide.
I wrote a letter in dust motes
Because I liked how they danced in the light,
But a thundercloud stole my sunshine,
And my letter was drowned in spite.
I tried writing down “hello”
In black ink on a darker page.
Then I finally drank the last of my fear
And walked to centre stage.
The audience, they all laughed out loud
As soon as they saw my face.
I tried to read my letter and realised
That I should have remembered my place.
All I want is for someone to see my letter,
To find me and set me free,
And I would give every word that could stain my lips red
Just to find another lost soul like me.