like refugees, I'm lost like a refugee. There's a sourish feeling kicking in and I cant work my way out of it. I dont know what it is or how to explain. I need someone, I need a light on my shoulder. My luck is always not on my side. People come and go and I always moved on so quickly I cant find a place where I could fix myself in.Perceiving the love, it does matter now. When will you come to find me? I'm here,as always, it's been long and patience is running out.