The Lost Soul

I saw you standing there,
so beautiful and fragile.
Existing in this cold world
without a sense of direction.
The fear of life surrounds
that gentle soul.
No meaning was ever given.
No one to take you by the hand
and show you the right road.
Your sadness seems so perfect and intense.
Which renders me speechless,
left in awe.
You seem too good to be true,
because you see,
I'm just like you...