Lost Poem by Lost Sierra

Lost in the uncontrollable choas
She lingers around the dimmed paths
Pondering which path will lead her to the right destination.
Frightened of taking the wrong path yet,
determined to attempt

She wants to make everyone proud but,
she is not strong enough to ignore the negative remarks.

She hopes for a little wisdom or courage
Maybe someon to guide her for a little while

She wants someone too keep her company along the path
Someone to give her strenth when she is ready to give up
Someone to help stop the tears.

Is that to much to ask for?
Can she do it?
Does she have the self-esteem?