new direction

where do i go from here
do i keep repeating the day
keep comfortable in the status quo
not letting anything become disrupted
as the slightest movement has uncertainty
with it comes the harsh pain of change
where my face is unknown to others
my moral characteristics are unrecognized
in a strange place among new people
the teachings that made me now have no value
the slate i had covered is now clean
can i be reforged from the brittle metal i am
into something, someone else