Sabotage

All these messed up trails, they don't lead anywhere. I've been wandering the streets, hoping blissfully that as everyone says, they will lead me to Rome and I will find my home. But so far, I've seen the drinkers, the unscrupulous men selling little girls, I've been in the storm while it took away everything that they had, I saw them crying cause one looked at me right in the eye, I saw his life and his future, but I didn't dare to help him out. I wanted to ask for directions but I've got a thing with affection,and all this, all that, all this being lost and not found  it all comes back to you.