Do
you ever feel like you are on your own?
Even
in a room full of people do you feel alone?
Sometimes
I feel so confined
To
the world inside my mind
I’ve
tried to bring with me all that I love
But
it’s just a shadow of the real world above.
Then
one day,
I
found another way.
I
came to this circle with my misunderstandings of struggles,
identities, inside, outside
My
brain full of questions like “did I belong or didn’t I?”
But
I entered any way
And
I got a real surprise that day.
It
was a hand
Yep,
just a hand,
No
big deal, I’ve seen a lot of hands in my time,
But
this one, this one was reaching for mine.
And
what do you know? My hand responded with a mind of its own
There
were two hands there, holding on across some fuzzy no man’s zone
Wow,
we were truly together,
But
we didn’t even know each other
There’s
something about hands
Those
reaching fingers like powerful connecting bands.
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