Black Sheep
The black sheep of the family.
It's how you've made me feel, you see!
I cannot do no right from wrong.
Why can't we all just get along?
I'm often always criticized.
As well as feeling ostracized.
By those that I do love the most.
I can remember when that we were close.
An outcast out there on their own.
Sometimes can feel they're so alone.
Just adding to the whole frustration.
Whilst feeling like In isolation.
What did I do that was so wrong?
Now twisted thoughts are oh, so strong.
The fact I wouldn't tow your line.
Can I just ask, is this a crime?
The black sheep tag that burdens me.
Is something that you just don't see.
It's just a way you've made me feel.
Those feelings raw and oh, so real.
The olive branch i offered you.
Was a feeling of the déjà vu.
The fact that we've been here before.
You'd think we'd learned and knew the score!
I hope one day we'll reconscile.
The thought of this it makes me smile.
But still I wear this coat of wool.
The one that's black, because of you.
Copyright © Sean Wilde | Year Posted 2024
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