belong

I'm waiting for the day and for the place where I will belong. Because I am a stranger here and no one understands the melody of my song. Tired of the world of polite smiles and nods. That everything is perfectly fine, though really its at odds. Don't look to closely at the face behind this mask. There are questions that you should just never ask. But truth is what I seek, my deep desire. And a thread, a rope to pull me out of this congealing mire. A solid rock and hope to stand on. For this promise is what I wait and long.