I want to be found.

I leave a trail of my effort,

But I receive no correct contact.

Yet I keep being found,

By the wrong sort of people,

Always getting into my business,

Trying to scam me out of my money.

I do not want to be found,

By someone who will use me;

I want to be found,

By someone who can find me,

And be part of what defines me.

If I cannot find all of myself,

Surely you could find the rest,

Along this poetic pathway.

Until then I remain partially lost.