It feels like I’m walking around life in a fog
Like I’m living outside myself
Everyone is there but keeps me at a distance
I keep trying
New meds, new choices
New environment, new love
Everything repeating
Same mistakes, same consequences
Same results, same behaviors
One second I’m on cloud nine
The next I was reduced to the back seat
Home sweet home
I never quite reach that moment
The moment I dream of
The place everyone else seems to be
Confidence, belonging, peace
Happiness, success, comfort
Security
Something I’ve never known
Things I’ve seen many others attain
But always in the distance
Through the fog
The big bank
That never lifts
But there’s nothing else to do
I must pick up and go
Back around again