“Just a thing”

Where do you place,

What doesn't belong?

Those things you can't just get rid of,

They've been yours for too long.

Do you brush them like dust,

In the cracks of your floor?

Do you pretend they're not there-

Turn away,

Shut the door?

Or do you move them around-

Until you find the right place.

Twist and mend,

"Just pretend"

All to save a little face.

Do you lie awake at night?

As you’ve realized what you’ve lost?

Vaporizing memories

As that fire turns

To frost.

The problem with things,

Things that just don't belong-

Is the perspective you've had,

And ignored all along.

What's a song that rejects,

What it’s really meant to do?

Speak your heart,

Your desires-

Things most important-

Just to you.

If you find a missing piece

That doesn't seem to belong,

The problem, don't you see?

Has been you,

All along.

Because a world

That can't fit,

What doesn't “belong”.

Is no life of your own,

It never was all along.

The thing about things-

That just don't belong.

They appear,

Just in time

Reminding,

Prescribing.

We

Are what's wrong.

-Kelly Wiman