my house my role my friends my man my devotion to god all amorphous indefinite nothing s been clear nothing s been in nothing s felt true and i ve never had both feet in nothing s belonged nothing s been yes nowhere s been home and i m ready to be limbo no more my taste my peers my identity my affiliation all amorphous indefinite nothing s been clear nothing s been in nothing s felt true and i ve never had both feet in nothing s belonged nothing s been yes nowhere s been home and i m ready to be limbo no more i sit with filled frames and my books and my dogs at my feet my friends by my side my past in a heap thrown out most of my things only kept what i need to carve something consistent and notably me tattoo on my skin my teacher s in heart my house is a home something at last i can feel a part of sense of myself my purpose is clear my roots in the ground something at last i can feel a part of  something aligned to finally commit somewhere i belong cause i m ready to be limbo no more my wisdom applied a firm foundation a vow to myself cause i m ready to be limbo no more