Life is funny
It has such great humour

Belonging here
Belonging there
Knowing so many people
Being in everyone’s company

But truly
Belonging Nowhere



To let go or to hold on
The questions that boggle my mind

To keep reaching out or to hold out
What’s the least damaging choice?

As I’m poised to flee from this deterioration
I contemplate all the wrong
And feel the pain of the rupture of ties

I yearn to be free of this confusion
Yet feel obligation
To remain where I am

Betraying my own ethical codes and emotions
As I descend even more into damnation

Comparable to nothing is this feeling
Of loss and hurt and hopelessness

The right thought in mind to enact
But the spinelessness of the self holds me back

Lost and confused and pained
And Frozen