Friday, 22 January 2010

Where I Belong

Days to weeks to months
The hands keep ticking on
Still trying to grapple with
all that has been coming along.

In the mad rush of it all
I pause to look around,
familiar faces, familiar places,
familiar ways and familiar sounds.

But I know something is amiss
it has been so for quite sometime,
everyone is singing to their tune
but I just cant seem to find mine.

Another day passes in running around
another night passes in introspect,
disappointed in self and my mates
no clearer do my answers get.

The reflection in the mirror is hazy now
for I have been away too long,
take me back to my people and me
take me to where I truly belong.