Never knew that caring
Could be so hard
Never knew that oblivion
Could be so guiltless
Never knew that silence
Could tell me so much
Never knew that words, even actions
Could be so futile
Never knew that ordinariness
Could be so heartening
Never knew that being different
Could deny me my mould
Never knew that
I never knew all that
Don't venture out of the house
And you'll never be lost
Do you love to read maps?
I do.
And so
Here I go
Getting lost again...