Not Here
Like a giggle at a funeral
A robber at a banquet
I am out of place
Like a pimple on your perfect face
A fine dress at the market
A solitary rose in grass
I stick out from the crowd
A small crack in pristine glass
Like the last leaf of a bare tree
Like gray in a rainbow
I just don't belong here
Like a smile in a puddle of woe
Copyright © Kuhu Tri | Year Posted 2015
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