At times I just wander through each moment, never

Really thinking, just feeling my way through

Striking, protesting, denoting confusion & pain.

I don’t need no escape, just a place to wander,

Just need to make my way through not over.

Just in my feelings, my thoughts, don’t try to figure me out.

I’ll never be who you thought I was, am, or will be….

Not aimlessly, nor directly, just freely wandering….

 

 

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