You need to find that child
That you lost inside of you
The one that made you who you were
Because it doesn't know what to do
It's out wondering the lonely streets
And can't find it's way home
It's still calling out for you
It's cold and all alone
That little boy is going the wrong way
And doesn't know who he is anymore
You rarely hear him laugh or smile
He cries; and longs for the home he had before
He never cared what other's thought of him
That was who he used to be
But that person is now lost
And your so confusing to me
But I want you to know I'm here for you
The whole time that you look
I love you very much and I want you to search
For the path that little boy took...
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Please no copy-write. And if you want this to make sense read Missing You (Part 1).
It is about a very very very best friend. This poem means so much to me so please haters back off. Please vote and comment.
