In order to be found, you must first be lost and if you've never been lost than you will never be found; you think that you know your way around, and that there's nothing more to be found until you find yourself lost again and all you hear is that silent sound.
This search to be found is a forever process that will never end, until you think that you've found your way, and then, next thing you know your lost and the search starts all over again. Is it me or is it the world that we live in? Endless nights of sleep trying to find where everything fits in?
I can only assume that some have found their way; it's either that or they chose to not see the path of harsh realities in life that forever bother me. I guess for some they can go through the motions, get comfortable in a routine, and have fun; and not worry about the rest of the world until their lives are all over with and done.
Thinking that there's nothing wrong with the world we live in; not finding connections that this fucked up world will one day effect the future of our children - But I guess they're all happy living in there daily routines, choosing to be blind to the realities that I've lived through, felt, and seen.
I guess some are just not meant to be lost and will never be found; well, as for me, I will always be lost, and can only be found, through my thoughts and emotions forever lingering around that silent sound.
Lost and Found