Surrounded by the warmth of the loved ones,
Feeling the chills in every bone.
Living in the house of my birth,
Still not being at home.

Knowing ins and outs of this neighbourhood,
Not knowing if it's here that I belong.
Watching familiar faces passing by,
Not sure if I know them at all.

Refusing to stand still,
Giving my everything to the efforts of moving on.
Can't recognise anymore,
What had been my comfort zone.

Every corner tainted,
Every edge is sharp.
Watching my every step,
Couldn't save my heart.
Everything is familiar. ...
     And everything is not.