I dont know why I feel,
The way I feel I do,
I don't know what is wrong with me,
Or why I feel so blue.
I don't know what to see.
I dont know my belief.
I don't know what or who I used to;
Now I'm used to feeling seized.
I don't know how to change.
Or what it is I should.
I don't know if I want to;
Or even if i did, I could.
I don't know what is real.
I don't know how to be.
I don't know if I'll ever,
Actually know who I call Me.
I don't know if my questions,
Will ever meet their answer.
Maybe it's direction,
And a way I'll never master...
Subah Sadiq Khan
04.02.2013
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