Co-existing among aliens I may feel

But is it me or them?

Far away from home I’m not so real

So why am I so quick to condemn?

 

Different words and sound we utter

In all our dreams and visions we differ.

Yet it all disappears when a common thread exists

Isn’t that how friendship persists?

 

What binds me home in this distant land

Is the same thing that brought me here.

Nowhere happy. Nowhere complete. In this limbo I stand.

After all, yours truly, is always near.

 

The more people I know, the lonelier I grow.

The more cities I see, the more their sameness repulses me.

The more countries I visit, the less I understand its spirit.

I experienced too much of this world, and nothing new is unfurled.

 

With weary legs I walk and a spoiled mind I judge

Passively waiting for my free entertainment.

Outside I search but it’s my inner side I grudge

For it so clearly reflects and projects my ailment.