<No Name>

As I look around me I feel something has changed in me.

And I guess it's not good.

There is no more room I seem to fit in, no place where

I seem to belong to.

Everything suddenly seems awkward and wrong.

I don't know where I have to run to,

but here is not the place for me.

My spirit keeps flying away,

insisting to escape from the mundane thoughts I should have.

The reality seems clearer every day.

And the picture is not beautiful.

It's a mistake.

The wrong path it seems.

And yet the right path is misty, clouded, hidden in my own shadows.

Don't touch me now.

Everything is too weird these days.

And I don't know who we are anymore.

Apparently, I never knew anyway.

Is it too late now?

What can be my next step?

I just hope I don't fall.