Alone and Left Out
Why was I the only one left out?
Having to be still when I want to shout
A social reject, outcasted from the group
Turning to no one i sat on my stoop
Alone without friends
Being the hand to no one I lend
Outside in a poor lonely heap
Undying is the rage and aching I keep
Trying to keep my calm face on
Making the happiness look dead-on
Everybody fooled yet
?
Copyright © Shay Funk | Year Posted 2010
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