Nothing.

I feel apart from those around me
always have
I wonder what it would be like to have found, me
now I am learning to be still
I can no longer find myself in belief
or freedoms

I feel I do not know what I am bound for
only that I am bound.
I do not know what I think or if I reason.
Only that I am to be, understandably, misunderstood.

I feel apart from those who say they love me
and closer to those who say they don't.
At least I know my enemy is honest,
At least I know my enemy is honest.

I feel apart from those around me.
I feel I do not know what I am bound for.
I feel apart from those who say they love me.

Why do all fear?

The End

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