I is

I is

I don’t know where I belong.

I wished I was born in my country,
–fruits bursting of sun, birds embracing the synchronicity of divine sounds.

I wished I was a wife, I wished I was a mother, I wished I was free, I wished I was divorced,

I wished I was an artist, I wished I was black, I wished I belonged, I wished I was part.

I am because I ain’t.

My thoughts are vaping off, the feeling is serene.
I live life, suspended, – pre-gaze instant muting in the being of wondering to wonder.

I is

I don’t know where I belong.

I wished I was born in my country,
–fruits bursting of sun, birds embracing the synchronicity of divine sounds.

I wished I was a wife, I wished I was a mother, I wished I was free, I wished I was divorced,

I wished I was an artist, I wished I was black, I wished I belonged, I wished I was part.

I am because I ain’t.

My thoughts are vaping off, the feeling is serene.
I live life, suspended, – pre-gaze instant muting in the being of wondering to wonder.
I is

I don’t know where I belong.

I wished I was born in my country,
–fruits bursting of sun, birds embracing the synchronicity of divine sounds.

I wished I was a wife, I wished I was a mother, I wished I was free, I wished I was divorced,

I wished I was an artist, I wished I was black, I wished I belonged, I wished I was part.

I am because I ain’t.

My thoughts are vaping off, the feeling is serene.
I live life, suspended, – pre-gaze instant muting in the being of wondering to wonder.

 

I is

 

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