Almighty's Vagabond
I'm standing in a crowd. Not too big to swallow me, Nor too small to be shallow. These are the souls I know, Close to heart enough to beheart them. Yet I feel like a stranger, An ignored ghost, I feel empty in the crowd I know. It's true, I always feel that I'm the stranger everywhere. Just like a ghost who's visiting its loved ones after death. I don't belong to anyone or anywhere. I'm just a rover, Moving everyday, shattering my heart into pieces. Knowing I could die at any minute from now, Without someone who will actually cry for me, When I mix into the soil and air. Without someone who would remember me forever Even if I leave this world behind in the dawn. The ghost slowly travels to the heaven but is sent back. In the same vein, I'm standing between the souls that I reread everytime. There is not a place to claim me nor a person. There is not a single soul out there In this world to say "she is mine". I'm just a wandering soul, Like th...