Melancholy

I’m not always sure

Where to look

To find myself

Does that mean

After all these years

I’m still lost

Or does it mean

After all these years

I’m still elusive

And

What does it mean

When you elude

Yourself?

Or maybe

The problem is

That I’m disappearing

All these things

I once thought

I might become

One by one

I find

Even

The mere idea

Slipping

A w a y

I miss you

You know

The way you once

Completed me

The happiness

We shared

Perhaps that

Is what I’m looking for

And then again

Perhaps not

Don’t get me wrong

I’m not saying I’m looking

For you

I’m saying

I’m looking

For that feeling

Of belonging

To something

I once believed

Was more special

Than anything else

In the universe

Melancholy

Is an ugly color

And it looks terrible

With my skin tone

I’m going

To go change

Out of it

Now