Why do I feel so helpless,
like I'm lost in a dream?
I live a life of privilege,
but not by Western means.
Should I feel guilt
or overwhelming despair?
How do I move forward
when I don't know how to get there?
I'm such a tortured anguished soul
until reality rears her head.
And then I'm merely thankful,
for benevolence,
food in my belly, a roof over my head.
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