I' m neither here Nor there Nor in the middle either Nor am I Left or right of centre I am what I should have been But could not be, None of my faults though, Nor my parents' it is, I was born in confusion, A confusion incarnate, perhaps, Unsure of everything In keeping with My mercurial, innate being, Alas, a wedge stuck in the felled tree trunk! I was ab initio undone in my mother's womb, The moment the sperm and the egg United eternally, Oblivious to the imperfect alloy they crafted That festered ill luck, Draining all primordial hopes In the ducts of corrugated despair. The sky and the earth have enveloped me since, Me, the unloved and the unlovely; I look within, all the time, For, to look out of life's windows is frightening, I dance in caustic joy With an insoluble soul Unfit to mingle in any form, With anything yet; Yes, when it comes to merging into nothingness, it springs quick in an effervescent joy, Riding an eternal roller coaster, Where achieving even a momentary equilibrium is a miracle, A miracle, that I am yet to witness. I am seventeen, With uncanny burdens In all possible places, My limbs shiver in anguish, Clumsy and unreal, Is fading away without my songs being heard, An answer to my stinging questions battling within? Dunno! In the halfway I am, suspended on a gossamer thread, forever afflicted, Unsung, A fish-hook stuck in my gut.😞