Sometimes permanently being on the outside really gets to me.
No matter where I go, everything is brushed off as "you are a foreigner, you'll never understand."
I was born in a country not my own, raised in a country not my own and now working in a country not my own. Even going back to me roots leaves me feeling awkward and uncomfortable. Who am I, at the very core of things?
Lately, its seems everyone has their own pace, everything is growing distant. We make plans, only to have them broken when a Girlfriend/Boyfriend decides they want to do the same thing. Off they go, forgetting who initially wanted to go in the first place. Our friendships so easily brushed aside?
Maybe it is just ignorant bliss, I don't know - but its left me feeling more and more distant and not knowing where to head to next.
For me it seems, once a drifter, always a drifter.
No matter where I go, everything is brushed off as "you are a foreigner, you'll never understand."
I was born in a country not my own, raised in a country not my own and now working in a country not my own. Even going back to me roots leaves me feeling awkward and uncomfortable. Who am I, at the very core of things?
Lately, its seems everyone has their own pace, everything is growing distant. We make plans, only to have them broken when a Girlfriend/Boyfriend decides they want to do the same thing. Off they go, forgetting who initially wanted to go in the first place. Our friendships so easily brushed aside?
Maybe it is just ignorant bliss, I don't know - but its left me feeling more and more distant and not knowing where to head to next.
For me it seems, once a drifter, always a drifter.
