voices...

I am not me anymore
I am the world I see and reflect..

I am far away from myself
I am the conflict of my own reasons
lost, within my own boundaries
illusioned, by my own beliefs..

I try to hide what I want to show
dissatisfaction of my confused desires
the intensity of my unheard emotions
I am the fugitive of my dying spirit..

I eat my own vanity
to feed my wounded esteem
and still hunger for peace within..

I yearn to return
to my home, the real I
where I once belonged..