Free Landing
My mind is twisted by thoughts unrestricted
Swaying with winged birds in wishy washy trees
I do not know whether I am or am not
Not knowing whether existence permeates this body and thoughts
I am not lost yet in thoughts I loose myself
What ifs and when ifs plague thy tender mind
Neither here nor there
I cannot tell you where I am I fear
For neither my heart nor my mind knows
I am just existing
And my existence confuses me right this moment
When tenderness is abound I feel misplaced and mislead by my infant thoughts
Than no longer travel with my fully grown mind
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