I Have a Map, But I Keep it to Myself

I remember when you found me

showed me a way out of the dark.

I remember when I was lost

you showed me the way to the park,

where every one was

and you stayed with me until I could be on my own.

And it makes me wish I could help others when I see them in the dark,

when they’re stuck.

I’ve let people I know die on the outskirts.