Where do I belong?
Who am I?
All ask these questions,
But do all find the answers?
I’ve lived life the best I can.
I’ve searched for love
I’ve searched for home.
How can there be one,
But not the other?
There must be more than this.
There must be more to life than this endless searching.
This endless loneliness.
Life may be a journey,
An eternal mystery,
But when the destination is neared,
The solution found,
Will I be home?
Or will I remain
Forever misplaced?