Little box on the ground,

Broken box,
will you ever be found?

Inside me,
you sit and wait
But it's so dark here
lost forever, sadly, is your fate.

I cannot find you
I cannot see
I cannot find
this box; the old me.

You are lost,
you'll never be found
so get comfortable
there on the ground.

But I suppose, it's not that bad,
My friends- we are close
and I have memories- the best to be had.