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Fit In

the crowd you hang with
is ‘sophisticated’
everyone sporting 
new duds
new cars
new women in bars
my make-do threads
barely seem decent

      you said I had to change
      as I don’t fit in

your friends toasting 
the roasting
of competitors 
I bore you with 
my interests
my needs
my walks in parks
paths for self-doubt

     you said I had to change
     as I don’t fit in

you said I had to change
my thoughts
my ways
if I wanted to win
in the relationship
to impress, dazzle
people I didn’t know
or wanted to know

     you said I had to change
     'cause I don’t belong

yes, I have changed
a new dawn
a new dream
I no longer need you
to validate me
I now fit in 
with myself

     you said 
     I had to change

be as it may
I hate to burst 
your lone 
fragile bubble
but now

     YOU don’t fit in
     as I have changed

Where Do I Fit In

     Neither exceptional
      nor unexceptional

       Where do I fit in...

     With all the rest of humankind
         ~ no one’s free of sin

When You Don't Try - You Fit In

Being how you are on purpose,
and being what you are is often effortless,
I suggest a course of non-action.
Self-help from mentors
will land you both pickled in the same cosmic jar.
There are all kinds of just rightness,
stay put,
being your own special kind of fit
in this misfit world.
Reality is a jigsaw puzzle for the sightless,
be the last piece to be found.

Fit In Masque

Fit In Masque

It's as
Flimsy
As that
Film
You
Wear:

FEAR

All 
the
Time.

[STOP.]

-Gray Squirrel

05-03-2024

Unsure Of Where I Fit In

How did I ever get here
All the terror and the tears
Kept me down and all alone
I felt like a statue of stone
No emotional attachments
So afraid of taking chances
with a heart useless and torn
Not knowing where I belong
Like an outcast pushed aside
Every day I really tried
To fit in and feel proud
To be part of any crowd
But all my virtues couldn't find
A piece of world where I could bind
No one wanted to be seen
With a girl wholesome and clean
Who couldn't do any wrong
But I just stood proud and strong
Giving in would ruin the
Woman I turned out to be
One at a time I'm finding friends
Who wont make me twist and bend
They like me for who I am
Acting like my second fam'

Fit In

I don't seem to fit in anywhere...
It seems as though I'm lost.
I stick out in every crowd,
I'm so confused every time I move out of my comfort zone.
I'm not used to the happenings outside of my small world.
I'm always on my own; by myself, and alone
I speak to myself, wishing I'd meet a new friend.
Unfortunately, after each attempt, I keep messing up.
Communication seems difficult for me; I simply can't relate to others.
Everything I do seems wrong by societal standards, so tell me...
Where do I belong?

Where Do Each of Us Fit In

We are not given the choice during our lifetime
Our path is already mapped out for each individual
As hard as we try to change our path
It is quite difficult or impossible to become
Someone else, it is engrained in our soul
A character of ill repute or a leader of a great nation
Where do each of us fit in?

Recognizing Where I Fit In

You will be the first to know she says
I never am
But I am often last
Which bothers me not
It helps me know her priorities
Making it easier for me not to do extra things for her.

We Do Not Fit In

Old photographs dug up, memories ancient
It is akin to a past life being resurrected
Amidst voices excited, we are patient

We live in the now, thoughts deselected
Really seeing no cause to rekindle the past 
Art of living in the here and now, well perfected

Earth life plays out as is ordained, the die is cast
Prior soul agreements determine experience 
Why be aghast, for this dream won’t last

Devoid of desire, pristine our innocence 
As a rebel and a nerd, we follow not the herd
Remaining ever blissful in our self-luminescence 

It’s no longer necessary for us to get in the last word
Ensconced in bliss, each in-form node is stirred

22-March-2022

Alag

Patti se ghasri oos ki bund hu mai 
Bhinn mera rang nhi; 
kya sirf iss wajah se pani m gum hu mai?

Home Here

Here is my home, swell,
It is where I do dwell,
I fit into this 'burb real well,
In summer, hot as hell,
I sit here with my coffee,
To gaze at society,
You do appear strange to me,
Want to know what I think about thee?
My home is here, all is well,
I fit into my little town real swell!

The Need To Fit In

I picture everyone else having fun.
Laughing.
Throwing back their heads with silliness.
Loving their lives.
Their talk is silly.
Unimportant, uninspired.
They often discuss unhappy events,
Unfortunate things that have happened to others.
And they laugh.
Yet something in me wants to find these unknown people and fit in.

Unsure of Where I Fit In

How did I ever get here
All the terror and the tears
Kept me down and all alone
I felt like a statue of stone
No emotional attachements
So afraid of taking chances
with a heart useless and torn
Not knowing where I belong
Like an outcast pushed aside
Every day I really tried
To fit in and feel proud
To be part of any crowd
But all my virtues couldn't find
A piece of world where I could bind
No one wanted to be seen
With a girl wholesome and clean
Who couldn't do any wrong
But I just stood proud and strong
Giving in would ruin the
Woman I turned out to be
One at a time I'm finding friends
Who wont make me twist and bend
They like me for who I am
Acting like my second fam'

Where Do You Fit In

Society is a sum of it's parts
As we stray, distort and delete
The word of God
From our daily needs and deeds
The results are obvious
A chaotic and destructive world
All the more reason to share the love,
Compassion and forgiveness 
Of the word of God
By any and all means possible

JB49

I Never Fit In

When I was a young boy, 
I struggled to fit in,
never knowing where I belonged,
really puzzled me back then.

Not white enough for the Europeans,
not brown enough for the Maori's,
I was always getting left out,
I thought it was because I was a half breed.

I use to get teased a lot,
for the clothes and shoes I wore,
always some one else's hand me downs,
we were pretty poor.

Didn't help my Mum was shameless,
you could always hear her before she come,
all the kids pointing and laughing,
"Is that lady really his mum".

A lot of people knew who I was,
none wanted to befriend me,
I was just a Hori in there eye's
someone they just kept teasing.

So i'd watch all the other kids,
run off into there little groups, playing happily,
Just sitting there watching and wondering,
if one day they would pick me.

I was pretty lonely as a child,
so I decided I would write,
and in the world I surly found,
a way to escape my life

In this world I was happy.
In this lworld I was free,
In the world I had many friends,
everyone wanted to know me.


M.Mahauariki © 2012

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