I've fallen off the radar.
fallen between the cracks
and I don't know if I have
the strength, or the courage, to make it back.

The world disowned me.
The world set me free.
But I don't know now who I am supposed to be.

I'm in a state of suspended animation
hanging by a thread
from a needle that is my life.

My mood is like spring showers,
dismal and gray,
Saturating and lasting for days.