I guess, <br />When you think about it, <br />People like to be lost. <br />Away from the problems onto which they were tossed. <br /> <br />For when you are found, <br />Your problems find you too, <br />And then, that's when it happens, <br />And your emotions control you. <br /> <br />But then, in a way, <br />No one likes to be alone. <br />For with a friend, <br />Their strength they willingly lend. <br /> <br />I'd rather be found.<br /><br />Rose Preston<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-173/
