stranger
I'm just a stranger in a spacious world. In a world that claims perfection I've always been its only obstacle. I feel like I'm the only palm in a huge green forest, I try to hide behind any large tree but in vain. No matter how far I try to escape from this feeling it always surrounds me. But I see myself like a ray that wants to overreach, some of it may reflect back to its comfort zone, but I know that eventually this world will enfold me someday.
