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