In the quiet corners where shadows dance,
I wander through realms of silent glance.
A world where whispers speak and sigh,
Yearning for a place beneath the sky.
Among the crowds, I drift alone,
A solitary wanderer, unknown.
Faces blur, voices fade,
In the tapestry of life, I’m unmade.
The stars above, my only guide,
In their light, I cannot hide.
They watch as I trace paths unseen,
In search of where my heart has been.
Yet in this quest of endless roam,
I’ve found solace in the unknown.
For in not fitting, I am free,
To be the boundless soul of me.