I’m Coming Back

I’m thirty-two,
but have no crew,
to call my own.

No wife,
no child,
no team.

I’m young,
but I’m grown,
and I dream.

No scrutiny
can rescue me.
I feel a burning sense of lack.

Bored,
Alone,
and hidden way,

Oh, world,
I’m coming back!

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