Outcast
Outcast from the world around me. I do not care for your thoughts, your talks, your groups, or your life. I stand alone, I live alone. Do not try to force your so called kindness upon me, I know I do not belong. I know I am unwanted. Our paths our different, they will never cross. I will not be changed nor swayed by your pleadings nor by your insults. I am neither above nor below you; neither better or worse. I am just different. I am at peace with my solitude and I relish it. So when you see me alone in the dark or walking away, do not follow me and try to save me. There is nothing to save me from, for I am an outcast and that is what I am meant to be.
Copyright © Matthew Hamilton | Year Posted 2011
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