Lost

Lost
Vành Khuyên


I get lost in this world
Feeling unbalanced
Falling down anytime

Why looking for a decent love is so hard
No need of money
No need of sex, just being casual, no luck anyway.

What people need is what people lost
When they found, they looked down on it
In front of my face, I witnessed shame

If you are wandering around like me
See my soul like yours
Take my hands with comfort.

Just smile at me when you see.
We are the same with grace
Of human beings who look for decent loves

You and me.