I ‘m - “STILL”


Like fiords in the city,
My presence is always found in between,
I adjust between uncertainties of emotions,
But alas, can’t help myself....

In spite of everything is my meaning,
I’m the support, for the discontented feeling,
I scamper on the frame of mind,
I stand on the diving line...

Lost in the horde of words,
I try to find my identity,
But no matter if I’m like waifs and strays
I will continue to live this way...

I will always remain STILL,
Neglected, uninvited, problematic,
But STILL, my need for you can’t be ignored,
As I connect the words in the horde...

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