Waiting To Be Found

Life is harsh

Some seem to get away with the worst crimes

They could try it a million times

Yet never get caught red-handed

Life is not fair

You could try it, but you'd get caught

Even if not

They'd manage to pull you into their little plot

Some can live with no cares

Some can say they have no fears

But all they're doing is hiding their tears

At night they may cry themselves to sleep

Hiding from who they are and who they want to be

Waiting for someone to be a hero

Waiting for someone to assist and listen to their desperate plea

For now they're simply testing their luck

Waiting to see who will care enough to set them free

They're tired of just wondering around

Tired of slowly being drowned

But really

They're only tired of waiting to be found