I Don't Belong Here

I look out my window..
everthing is so familiar,
but I don't recognize anyone.
The faces are there..
but have they aged like me?
The streets are the same,
and so are the trees..
But I don't recognize anything.
Memories flood past me,
as I look out my window..
I see that which has gone,
and myself which is not here.
I look out my window..
and there I am outside,
near someone so dear but
so far away from here..
I see her face but she's not here,
I only read between the lines,
and wonder will I meet her.
Will she find me and hold me,
and say you are home?
Or is this just a dream,
And this window's stain
will never change for me.
I look out my window,
And see I don't belong here..

Written by: Damien Daville

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