There are many friends that I lost.
Much ways to be crossed.

I fell down, cuz of the soap.
And lost all my hope.

A lot of people are letting me down.
Maybe it's better for me to drown.

I lost my own way.
I don't have a place to stay.

I'm lost in a dark forest with lots of trees.
And I'm falling on my knees.

Would someone see the real me?
Would I be free?

I'm lost in my own mind.
With no one behind.

I'm lost in my own town.
Falling in a deep hole, down, down, down.

Lost my way to be happy.
It feels crappy.

I lost my way to survive.
I lost feeling alive.

I'm lost in my own place.
I'm losing the life race.

I'm getting lost on Earth.
Am I something worth?

Would someone come to me?
And stay with me, maybe...

I'm losing my hope.
Ready for the rope.

Would someone help me now?
Maybe, somehow.

I lost my way in everything.
Maybe that's just the thing.