Nameless, hopeless, friendless, alone. Nameless leads to thoughts of labels, who am I, What am I, Where, Must it be stapled to my forehead ? Must I know myself to live ? I have no idea who I am, My name I can not say. Even tomorrow is just another day. Hopeless leads on, into my future. Who am I going to be. If I do not know who I am, how can I guess at who I will be ? Friendless fills the gaps at my confusion, On what grounds will friendship stand ? Alone in the darkness, spinning in the centre of the universe. Watching the stars revolve around me. I look out and just on the horizon, all my answers I see. My name in stars studs the heavans. My name is Nameless, that is me. Copyright Jackie Bulner 1999
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All art, all love, all life is relative Do not compare who you are with others There is always someone who can make you look small
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