who am I in this place?
Where am I in this face?
Do people point and heckle?
Tantalizing my many freckles
Or am I expected to race
Living in lifes confusing pace

Is there a reason for this
Or is it a game of chess
Where we are ment to play
Am I a lonely pawn
Not meant for this cause
Curled in gravities world

Satisfaction the one big aim
But is it found in this game?
Which move should I make
Or should I sit and just wait
And should I ponder my fait
Or why I am here instead

Emotions toil and sometimes boil
Push the button to the pace
So I can readjust my cause
As overwhelmed cry do i
To try to take the hold
That I should mould

Black white or brown
We are all internally alone
unaccompanied in our thoughts
Tried to marry many courts
to move with some grace
in lifes unknown pace