Nomad

where do I belong
not
in my own body
in
in my own soul

I'm homeless yet
though
I lived for years
I'm lifeless 
though
 I'm breathing for years

I belong nowhere
not
in my body
not
in my soul

I'm just a broken pieces 
sliced into many times
each of them are enjoying
with every slice of my soul
and body

what I'm ?
where I'm?

Am I that nomad
crying for herself
none will listen
none will hear
ignored cry
of century old statute!