Integration

All I ever wanted

Was for someone to show the way

I am still a wandering wanderlust

That nobody will ever trust

Hopefully they’ll not leave me in the dust without a care

Leaving me all alone with silver hair

Where am I? These days of craze?

Trapped somewhere in a maze

Trying to achieve integration

With my trademark variations

Preserved from the terrors of the situation

That the world is in

That I never thought would happen here

Where everything had always been so clear

Gearing up for the struggle

To get out of the bubble

And realize integration

But until then

It’s the same ol’ situation

In the middle of the nation

Making sure my bags are left at the station

So that I might retrieve them

And never realize

Integration