I keep walking on straight
But why
Every time
I come back to step one?

You see,
Here's the thing
I'm having trouble with my identity
There's no country on this planet that feels like home
Yet, I try

And I accept
I move on
I hold dear everywhere I'm from
And I rage "I am ME"

But then
I break
Shatter
Broken glass
Tears
Back on phase one

Confused, heart murmuring
Not something I should do
But why?
I love this place, don't I?

Even though my mind freaks out every corner I turn
Even though I shut my senses numb everytime someone talks
Or does something

Even though I fit in by standing out
Even though I don't know the things I'm supposed to know if I'm one of them
Clueless
Trusting
Broken

Rambling now
I'm glad there's at least someone
Who knows
What it's like
With me

Otherwise
I would've gone over the edge
A million times
Back on stage one