Jan 22

A Girl From Nowhere

I am a girl from nowhere
Never had a place to call home
I am a wanderer
By the time I finish pitching my tent
I have to pack it up again

I know the location of my birth
but I don't know the place
If I went back I would be new
even though my name is recorded
in a hospital there

The place I just left that I dearly loved
I didn't belong
I couldn't trace my roots back
to the first settlers of that town
I was from away

Where I am now is strange and new
and I feel like an intruder
But I'll soon leave
and once again
I'll be new 



 
About the Author: Crescent_Moon
"You don’t have to understand things for them to be.” — Madeleine L’Engle
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