Best Misfit Poems

The forest's morning sunlight tip-toes through the trees
casting puzzle pieces round, oh so, carelessly;
hiding all the corner bits scattered by the breeze.

The slighter boles of ash whisper endlessly
as their upright slash of gray teases 'tween the green
while their larger cousins stand, oh so, stoically.

And, the...

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Growing up she got shuffled around,
not really gaining any family bonding ground,
her foster parents always cutting her lose,
too much to handle was always the excuse,
she felt neglected and emotionally abused,

Her social worker told her to be more polite,
maybe she'd get adopted because she was bright,
on...

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They say I'm, sick twisted and materialistic
They fear the metaphors, because I spit 'em sadistic
Cause I'm a misfit, and shattering rhymes is my intent
Good thing my flows on lock, so I can put out the fire when it's lit

I hear the beat, and it's straight...

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A life without a meaning is like 
a woman without child, 
forced to put on this tough 
facade but your heart is mild.

Everyday you wake up unaware 
of your next move,
waiting for life to take you 
along its groove.

What is love ? it has no...

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A girl struggling to fit in; 
Not quite sure why she does't. 
Every tear of self-doubt you cry 
Burns a scar into my mother's heart. 
Every time you say you have no friends, 
It bleeds for you. 

With your friendship you offer your heart. 
But...

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I should have left you in the past 
and not dragged you into my present. 

You should have stayed with memories 
of tank tops and Mary Quant make up, 

school discos and music by Mud. 
The long lazy summers preceding adulthood. 

When you arrived in...

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To all who claim that they are always here for me,
whenever I need to reach out and seek support from anybody.
All of you, and I mean all of you are all hypocritical phonies,
who just want to feel good about themselves selfishly, 
convincing yourself that you're...

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Wrappings long have been trashed 
A few nics encompass some character 
Sunlight drenched a deteriorated discoloration 
But still bravely I'm standing tall

Dark eyes forlorn for affection
As time's quickly winding down
A misfit struggling for acceptance
Watching others merrily marching on

Basement bottom feelings placate
Another piece of lead has...

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I.

Do not wish to make conjecture about life.

as it pertains to me in so called "situational agony" 
my body has regressed and my mind vegetative 

Do not restitute or substitute joy with a heliocentric excuse
as if I lack vitamins or chemical jolts of conceived contentment

You...

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I'm building it up again
brick by brick. I'm going 
to straighten myself out,
you'll be proud of this 
misfit.

This time
it's going to stay steady 
no tumble and fall, just solid
brick walls.

With windows
to see your beauty through.
This time I promise to fully
appreciate you.

Looking at you through the
glass,...

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ARE YOU A MISFIT?

Per chance, in this universe, you are one?

That feeling, somehow you were born in the wrong century. You might look at common 
dress.
You see it as dull, sloppy and freaky.
And you want clothes gallant, elegant and
even a tad cheeky!


Or the sense that...

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The Misfit 

When I first came to Algarve I thought I had 
to blend in I went to British bars and met
expats, who had never been to a Portuguese
restaurant, yet spent time whining about 
the country they lived in now and the country 
they had...

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When one feels like an Outcast, one can over compensate
In ways that are extreme to try and change their fate.
This can make them do things others cannot relate to,
If they know not of such pain one suffers through.

When one is on the outside, always looking...

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When I stare at Bomba, coughing aloud outside
When Mwami and family, chewed swallowing thunderously
He glares most in somber, so as to get a guide
How to enter and nearly, they hear ignoring unanimously

As I listen from country man, scratching the bald to seek
While political men keep...

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- - - An observation of true events - - - 
  - - (insatiable person's search) - - 

Aiming to embellish my identity 
Rural persona branches further 
Tight city existence not meant for me 
Open road invites life changing excursion 

Ten acre bush...

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