Where do I fit in

Where in this world do I fit In
Where in this life do I belong?
In this tightly knit fabric of existence why do I feel like I stand out?
Like a shadow, Sometimes a ghost even
I float in and out of life itself I feel

Orbiting around others so neatly together bound
Where is my circle of comfort
Where are the ones to whom I matter?
Alone and lonely, tired and ragged
Me an orphan bymyself always always

Why create something that will never be loved
Why make a life that will matter to no one
Cold just cold my sighs of regret
To have lived this long in my own stuggles and bondage
Why then still this hope reigns within me
That someday something warm and happy will come looking for me

Is this a cosmic joke something I'll never really get?
Why I continue to hope when hope is really only and all there is
Why I wake up each morning and pray
Why I dream each night of a yellow sunray?