I lack the adjective to describe this mood,
this mode of survival, the barrier errected
against the cruel twists of the world,
the shield deflecting the words of those
who simply do not understand at all.
I lack the verb to motivate me
from this lower plane of existance
to another level, a happier one,
a familiar path I've traveled
and a place perhaps to call home.
I lack the noun to identify myself,
especailly after all the recent issues
and this newfound attachment
that feels too strong but so right
and if there's a me I've lost it.
I lack the means to define
an identity, a mood, a self
and somehow that is okay for now.
Somehow moving through a haze
of indefinate potential is just fine.
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