I have friends
But I still feel disconnected
Feeling like I lost something
Something not recollected
I’ve been living with my
Face plastered with me
And never living the way I see
Real face representing me

I’m in my way
Like a wall of Fire
Smoldering, spitting, and shining its’ disgrace
I can’t see the things that matter
Like a wall of Fire
Obscuring the view like an old pallid sky

I’m living with myself
But still disconnected
When will I be myself
When I don’t feel disconnected.