Thoughts of non-belonging

Subtitle: a yearning for what was known before

Some of us are born suicidal

as young as they can remember

there are thoughts of non-belonging

These bones experienced as hindrance

thoughts of suicide are there from the start

rid the mind of a body a cage that holds back

Locked inside  a self  that has been imposed

a myriad of viruses of bacteria of water and clay

yet it isn't a life that's rejected strictly the limitations

Of not fitting in that body whether you're boy or girl

it is completely seperate of sex independent of gender

it is all about spirit, soul, being, feeling limited by the flesh

That forever longing for limitless space, unlimited movement

but find yourself earthbound, strapped in a stale and inept society

to be elusive as not to be measured and be able to grasp all in a blink

And for all the thoughts and attempts of losing this skinned constellation

it is never an option to put the suicide in effect, for we too rejoice our maker

to embrace our future, a love that goes and comes with it, knowing the reward 

No depression, not boredom nor a torture of flesh and bone by some demonic mind

will ever lead to self-destruction, even we who are like spirits unsuited for its casks drink

mother earth's fountain and share centuries of lives still we feel and know we do not belong

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