The Stranger

I am nowhere near the person I thought I would become

And I am so far away from the person I used to be

I am trapped in an ever-fleeting numb

Unsure of the real me

Bits of reality become flitty

I feel like I am walking in a haze

In what appears to be a city

But it is really just a maze

To keep me locked inside

Run amok with seclusions

Left with nowhere to hide

From my own delusions

The shadows become dancers

That give me wrong directions

Left always questioning the answers

And never answering the questions