Long Road
Long Road
The pushing of one from here to there,
Personhood light as a feather in the air.
Fitted into alike container,
Never needing now an explainer.
Stamp them out, all of them the same,
Wonders why one needs a name.
Wonders who I came to be now,
Wonders if I can get back somehow.
The long road back to who I am.
Going away was never the plan.
But life interferes,
With opinion in my ears,
And it’s a long road back
To who I am.
Do I fit in, am I okay?
Will I always have the right thing to say?
Am I taking the right medicine?
Must I always wear this stupid grin?
Feeling like a powder keg,
Constantly squaring this round peg.
Being like everyone, but at what cost?
Why do I feel that something’s lost?
And it’s a long road back to who I am.
Leaving me behind was never the plan.
But with all of the tears,
Over all of the years,
It has been a long road back
To who I am.
Cliff Lake 10/14/2024
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