You keep looking, sulking,
Finding no way home.
You walk, you run,
Standing with her all alone.
She presses your arm,
Pulling you into different ways.
Yet you can't find the location,
No matter the things she says.
The night seems long,
Her breath feels strong.
She rubs her cheeks on you,
Yet it feels, ever so wrong.
Who is she to you?
A lover or a stranger you met.
Don't expect to find your path,
Search around, don't be late.