I walked down the lanes of a familiar town,
A beautiful haze, a colourful maze
Of people old and young,
Of scenes jovial and bright,
Of happiness shared and upsets spared,
Of dreams realized and nightmares sterilised.
I walked through it all, through them all.
Through the smiles and the cheer,
Of the beauty and the innocence,
Of harmony and friendship,
Of the Christmas red, of another beginning bred
Of the untouched and the impure,
Of the rehabilitated state of sweet and sour.
I walked through it all,
Like a shadow.
There yet not there.
A dark unnatural blot in the natural beauty of it all.
Never belonging anywhere like a door left ajar,
I stick my hand out, so near yet so far.