An undefined feeling in my chest
A loneliness.
A longing for someone who isn't real,
who I don't know.
Will there ever be a Him?
I wonder if my insides are shown on my outsides
If people notice when I feel this way.
In my head there are many people cradling me in their arms
In my life there are a few,
my family,
who don't leave me with the same safe feeling.
I live in my mind,
I live in the world,
and I don't know on which side my anchor is,
who or what it is.
An undefined feeling in my head
A paranoia
A strange hope of being watched,
and yet a fear.
Will there ever be a Me?
A 'me' who I truly know,
a Me who I understand,
a Me who isn't hiding behind a veil or wrapped in a shell.
Will there ever be anything I can truly believe in,
I know is there,
I know is real.
Will there ever be anything?
Another 2008 file I believe.
ReplyDeleteI think (I hope) this one has a good structure and more of a completeness to it. I finally feel a bit more complete myself, on a personal note, as this is the deep thoughts of tweenie Meg.