Drowned in a sea of black,
My mind arid like a desert;
Am I an island? Am I a cloud?
Have I been turned inside out?

I can see through you
Like people see through stone,
I can see you strive
To rearrange the strands of me
Into a picture you can own.

But I have built my own prison,
I have stretched my arms into the sky,
There’s nowhere I come from,
I now unbelong.


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