Sometimes I feel uninvited
To my own life
Stumbling thru a world that hints
I’ve worn out my welcome
In one too many realities
Got to admit my tragedies are well done
And some of the causalities
Erupt from doings of my own
or undoing as the case may be
All I’ve ever wanted is to be free
And I realize that freedom
Probably looks discordant
Between the perceptions
Held by you and me
In the infirmary of infinity
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