Where am I? I don’t know. All I want is
Not to be here, in a world I don’t understand.
It feels like everyone is being underhanded.
One thing I realise is that I have to get out
Disappear into a place unknown, knowing
That I am not going to be at home?
But where will I go? What will I do?
I could vanish into thin air. But will I have
the nerve? Will I dare?
Who’ll miss me, I don’t know; maybe
No one, So it goes to show, that I’ll end up
In a place, I’ll never love and never want
To share. But will I live my life and will I ever
care?
Poems By ken makepeace 