The following belongs to “About me”. If there was ever a piece I could relate to, completely, its this. Just that I haven’t written it. And I don’t even know who has”¦all I know is I’ve had it on me for a long long time.It’s a tad long but read it. Trust me.
We lost ourselves the day we were born
Since then the search began
To find those of our family
We were confused
For we were given a family of birth
We had friends from our situation
In this funny place called “society”
We travelled
And felt the semblance of the primeval sensation of life
We wondered why we felt at home on the road
We were made to believe we were a little strange
For how many stay away from “home” for so long?
How many become the rebels we did?
We wandered on empty streets in the night
Feeling the wind of the sea, the river, the mountains of wherever we lived”¦
We had so many questions and no answers we found
We searches, always searched
We searched even for ourselves”¦
We delved in unfathomable depths of the being
We rowed for months in strange alien seas
We searched for friends of the soul
Somehow no friends we had, ever
Seemed like friends enough”¦
How could we explain what “friends” meant to us?
Friends were beings so akin to us
They could read our minds
Walk in step with us on those roads of life
Friends were those who travelled with us
Climbed mountains, forged rivers, conquered seas”¦
Friends were one life breath, strangely
Such few “friends” we ever found in this world
We stayed aloof”¦from so much
The norms, the religions, thought processes of the world
We risked our lives, our positions, our family relations for our beliefs
We did the things we believed in
Worked for none but ourselves
We were called selfish for we cared
About our own well being”¦
We fought, we battled,
We ran like mad from so many, so much
We hid, we absconded, we hibernated
Some of us found our soulmates
Some of us didn’t
Some of us had homes, children, love
Some of us lived lonely in far away homes
Some of us were fulfilled having found the love
The understanding we seeked, the minds akin to ours
Some of us”¦after a long time stopped searching having understood that in some lifetimes we were meant to be alone
Our soulmates parted from us, living another life”¦
May be in another world, probably another time zone”¦
We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels
We ache to get together for nowhere seems like home
We long for company of similar minds, sensibilities
We hurt, we bleed, we pain, we die”¦
But we live completely, every moment of our lives
Live the good and bad as same
Give all of ourselves to the world”¦
To nature”¦ to art”¦
For there is no other way to live we know
We seek answers all the time
We question all the time
We are probably the only ones who know how deep pain carves its being into us
And how full happiness makes us feel”¦
We are comfortable with extremes
We are comfortable with tears, with abandonment, with aloneness”¦
We, the unknown ones
We, the misfits
We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels”¦

It is a simple poem. I don’t know who wrote it, nor do I belong. I guess different people will be able to relate to parts of it, in different ways. Found it in Bohemian Rhapsody.

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We lost ourselves the day we were born

Since then the search began

To find those of our family

We were confused

For we were given a family of birth

We had friends from our situation

In this funny place called “society”

We travelled

And felt the semblance of the primeval sensation of life

We wondered why we felt at home on the road

We were made to believe we were a little strange

For how many stay away from “home” for so long?

How many become the rebels we did?

We wandered on empty streets in the night

Feeling the wind of the sea, the river, the mountains of wherever we lived”¦

We had so many questions and no answers we found

We searches, always searched

We searched even for ourselves”¦

We delved in unfathomable depths of the being

We rowed for months in strange alien seas

We searched for friends of the soul

Somehow no friends we had, ever

Seemed like friends enough”¦

How could we explain what “friends” meant to us?

Friends were beings so akin to us

They could read our minds

Walk in step with us on those roads of life

Friends were those who travelled with us

Climbed mountains, forged rivers, conquered seas”¦

Friends were one life breath, strangely

Such few “friends” we ever found in this world

We stayed aloof”¦from so much

The norms, the religions, thought processes of the world

We risked our lives, our positions, our family relations for our beliefs

We did the things we believed in

Worked for none but ourselves

We were called selfish for we cared

About our own well being”¦

We fought, we battled,

We ran like mad from so many, so much

We hid, we absconded, we hibernated

Some of us found our soulmates

Some of us didn’t

Some of us had homes, children, love

Some of us lived lonely in far away homes

Some of us were fulfilled having found the love

The understanding we seeked, the minds akin to ours

Some of us”¦after a long time stopped searching having understood that in some lifetimes we were meant to be alone

Our soulmates parted from us, living another life”¦

May be in another world, probably another time zone”¦

We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels

We ache to get together for nowhere seems like home

We long for company of similar minds, sensibilities

We hurt, we bleed, we pain, we die”¦

But we live completely, every moment of our lives

Live the good and bad as same

Give all of ourselves to the world”¦

To nature”¦ to art”¦

For there is no other way to live we know

We seek answers all the time

We question all the time

We are probably the only ones who know how deep pain carves its being into us

And how full happiness makes us feel”¦

We are comfortable with extremes

We are comfortable with tears, with abandonment, with aloneness”¦

We, the unknown ones

We, the misfits

We, the seekers, the thinkers, the rebels.