Sometimes I forget Who I am...
Sometimes I forget How it is to be human,
But am I?
Sometimes I forget That I am different!
Sometimes I try to blend in But Memories keep flooding in
The painted separation Slips through,
vivid,
uncaring,
Self-effacing,
Wretched!
Oh powers of the unknown
how you burn
how you sting
how you draw my tears into Reality
The Real world,
Separated from
our Painting
Our World
The Painter Ourselves
I am
Just A Drifter
Drifting Aimlessly
in every direction
But the right way...