Seperated

There are ways that I feel Seperayed from other ppl Like I am somehow Inherently different Set apart for some reason Despite my efforts to Secure my identity Within the world around me Facts begin to escape me My intellect becomes  Crowded by emotion I begin to waste my time I begin to abandon old ideas and Wait for new ones to arrive I wonder at the meaning underneath  I marvel at the glory of beings Set in front of me To know and to speak to Memories and mistakes haunt me I look for a pattern Within and without My confidence begins to wear out I am not as besotted as I once was