Definition

Definition

I'm looking for that line.
So that perhaps I can see,
which side I fall on.
But as I get closer
I see
That the line is actually grey.
And it isn't a line at all,
but space.
And time.
And I'm in it.
It's where I exist.

But there aren't definitions.
Or labels here.
Though I long for them.
It's what we are taught.
To decide something.
To BE something.
And say what it is.
Definitely.

But I'm not sure I can.
I'm just THIS.
You can't touch it or see it.
Or feel it.
It's just ME.