Misfit

 

 

 

I'm a misfit, a rejection, a lost soul,

I'm the one who never quite fits in the mold;

My heart is full of the pain of being alone,

My head, spinning from the noise of the unknown.

I'm an outcast, a hermit, a reject,

I'm the one who's always been rejected;

The world is a place of pain and despair,

And I feel like I don't belong anywhere.

My spirit is broken, my heart is aching,

My life is a story of constant shaking;

The fear of being alone is all too real,

And I feel like I'm standing on a broken wheel.

My mind is a mess, my emotions a wreck,

My life is a series of choices and regrets;

I'm always searching for a place to belong,

But the truth is, I just don't fit in the throng.

I'm a misfit, a loner, a wanderer,

A stranger in a world of strangers;

But I'm learning to find my own place,

Where I can be accepted and feel at peace.