Stranger At Home

Utterly out of place 

Not from these lands 

A stranger among these people 

Traditions that are foreign to me 

Ideals that I can’t adopt

Believes that I care not to have 

Even the  jokes appear to be not for me

I look like them on the outside 

That’s where the similarities end 

A stranger of this my homeland 

The air very distinct and unfamiliar 

Find myself facing West 

Looking over the mountains 

Being called towards that direction

I’ve hit a wall living here 

If I left now what would I take 

Nothing is the answer 

I walk toward the West

To a place more familiar to me 

Day #105 SJD

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