The City Where I Was Born

I’ve lived my entire life Along the spine of I-35 In a world inside a world This giant state where I reside Makes me feel so small I could’ve been born anywhere at all Will my life fall into place In this space where I’ve remained Restless nights in this daze My mind in constant disarray Spinning daily on paper plates Falling backwards into yesterday Why do I feel so torn Between here and the city where I was born Opposite sides of the same door My home and the city where I was born I really miss my family The way things were when I was three Climbing up the family tree The branches snapped and fell on me Two homes is like having none I didn’t feel close to anyone A double-edged identity Stabbed me while they watched me bleed Why am I so jealous of the sun It wasn’t even raised by anyone But still it rises and knows where to be I wish that I could find the sun in me Why do I feel so torn Between here and the city where I was born Opposite sides of the same door My home and the city where I was born Why do I feel so torn Between here and the city where I was born Opposite sides of the same door My home and the city where I was born Where I was born Where I was born Where I was born Where I was born