LOST IN ME

                 I WAIT IN THE PARK OF MY LIFE
A leaf falls down
And stirs up my mind-
         a water drop dribbles on me
          and i wake up to the morning light
                  I WAIT IN THE PARK OF MY LIFE
                  EVEN AS THOUGH LIFE PASSES BY
Dreams are woven and broken too
Thoughts are spun and torn through.
            the day passes by and night comes upon
            the birds fly by back,crickets start crying.
                    I WAIT IN THE PARK OF MY LIFE
                    AS ALONE AS I COULD BE.
Knowing not what to do,neither how to be done.
I cry for help as though the world will stare.
             "dust thou art ,to dust thou returnest"
             said an old saying of this world.
              "lead the crowd and not thy follow it"
             said some great priest
Myths are made and stories are told
heroes are born and priests are heard about
                    I WAIT IN THE PARK OF MY LIFE
                    CRYING FOR HELP,BLEEDING OUT MY HEAR.
help me oh lord,oh please do help    
i dont how to live or when to die
                     TO BE A HERO OR FOLLOW THE CROWD
                      TO BE A PRIEST OR BE TAUGHT UPON.