I belong here

Perched on the

stump

In the middle of the

Forest

[insert tranquil woodland noises]

Adrift on a

dingy

Bobbing Gently a vast

Ocean

[insert gentle cadence of waves]

Not there

In the cluster of smug smog

And self-obsession

No one hears my words

Amongst the mushy moments

Whispered into bitten pillows

Brittled by complacency

Laconic lyricists

Emo motherfuckers

hiding behind their overwrought hormonal reasoning

Chaos becomes the common

And then I return

To my peace

All is quiet

Amongst the leaves and waves

Falling into rhythm of the earth

Drifting

back

to

serenity

I really don't know where I belong, but I feel as though I do not belong anywhere. Maybe this is one of the many issues that plague the world. Everyone is searching for people and places to identify with without realizing that they do not solely identify with one person, place, or thing. People are multidimensional.