Not all who wander are lost

Lone soul, doesn't mean I am lonely,
Sieving the broken past ain't too easy,
Breaching ties, isn't it really bad?
Question myself, felt everything but regrets

As the wandering me seeks for myself,
Not sure if thats emptiness all i felt,
Or is that a serene thought that fill it up,
Or is that a dream I wanna grasp.


That dancing glimmer whispering through,
Shots of memories passing by you,

I thought i knew,
I really wish I would

For the heart can feel,
what the eyes can't see,

Probably its my choice to wander,
but as they say, 

not all who wander are lost,
they just don't wanna be found.