There must be
Somewhere that I belong?
Some place where I'm not a misfit
Somewhere that I feel strong
Not the square peg in round hole
Not the girl who's a bore
Someplace, someone who'd
Keep my memories in a safe store
There must be a tiny cove
Where I can squeeze in and stay
Some place warm and cozy
To drive all my fears away
If the open places are not for me,
I'd rather like the darkness
Somewhere that I could hide
Away from all the stress
There must be someone out there,
Someone who'd hear me out
Someone who listens, who cares
Without me needing to shout
Staying inside books
Hiding in my words all day
I've forgotten somedays
The reality in which I stay
But I need to find a safe space
In this reality and not escape
Someone who'd actually glue me together
Rather than fix me with cello tape
I know I'm sharp at the edges
At places oddly broken by strife
I need to me mended somedays
And find where I belong in this life...
I need to find where
I belong in this life...
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MUSINGS OF A SOLIVAGANT
PoetryJust like her solivagant mind wanders and the soft vernalagnia colors her cheeks, rosy - poetry swells from her inside. What her camera captures, spins words of hope and despair in her. Where the heart bleeds on to the paper, there springs poetry...
