Dazzed and confused I wandered,
Alone and cold, I began to run,
never looking backward forever bewildered,not knowing what way to go,
Then suddenly I stopped,
Turning quickly from side to side,
A noise I heard from behind me, but what could it be,
It came again more clearly
\"Come back my son.... Back to me\"
At this my heart was racing
for a father i had not,
Again I started running but I was truely lost.
I fell to my Knees, my heart still pounding,
then slowly curled into a ball,
Who was that called me son I wondered,
Who could it be. But before i could answer myself I fell asleep.
I awoke in my in my room more confused then lastnight,
Something caught my eye in the corner of the room.
Something was written on the wall
\"Come back my son.... Back to Me\".