Days go by
And years drag on.
It seems a total mess
As fare as I'm concerned.
I look at my life
As I grow older,
And it doesn't seem fair
And also feels wrong.
Sometimes I feel alone
On this planet Earth;
That I don't belong
And it feels like a dream.
Or maybe it's a nightmare
In which I am only one,
And everybody around me
Is a figment of my imagination.
The aire I breathe and smell,
The people I see and things I feel;
Are they imaginary
Or are they real?
I don't cry when I should
And I don't know what love really is.
So am I here or just dreaming?
Is everying around me real or fake?
I look around me
And I connot feel.
Does that mean
That it's not real?
I believe in God
And I know He cares.
But He keeps saying "no"
To most of my prayers.
So I wonder if I'm real,
Or if I am alone;
Is everything around me
Say that I am just one.
by Jann Newland
©December 2009
