My Journey

I am a confused person
Living in a confused world
The lunatics are freed
The sane ones are imprisoned

Where do I belong
In this world
Made of stone?

Who am I, brother?
Why are you staring at me?
Am I an alien
Inebriated by my own verbosity?

Who are you, mister?
Are you just a plain figure
Trying to hide the real you
Or maybe you're a devil
Disguising behind your sweet charming smile?

Burn me
With your teeth of indifference
But I shall remain unshaken
With my belief
Of the way
I live my life

Lay me a color
But I shall choose
Black and white
To accompany my journey
Would you care then
To join me?


ash komikiwa
December 99