Oregon

Let me turn to a cloud with my head held down to the ground
Let me see through the crowd of needs and wants that I have
Let me know I am best for the life I've been given
That there is no one else who'd be better at living it

Though rejected and tested, no longer strong and sturdy
Let me know I belong here with the silence next to me
Let me know I belong here and believe it truly
As a fog or a mist, wrapping around the hill
A few implied questions from mystery will