Vagabond
Vagabond
Rain...thunder...wind...
All are around me
But I notice none of them.
I am a vagabond,
Never allowed friends
Nor enemies alike
I wander alone...all alone
I feel the weight of this burden.
But you'll never know what it's like
To live on the fringe,
Never ignored
Yet never acknowledged.
Just existing.
Blowing from one place to another,
Trying to find a place you'll conform
Oh yes, I know the burden you carry.
END YOUR SEARCH
I've trudged our weary path long enough
To know this: the ones like us,
The outcasts, rebels, and misfits......
The VAGABONDS
Have no place in this world.
We'll never fit, so why try?
Not that I haven't tried
Oh how I've tried!
But you just look away
Snicker behind your hand
Pass the smug comments to your friends.
And I pretend not to know
Not to realize.
I and the ones like me, understand.
So be careful.
Next time you share snide remarks,
Think twice.
Because you, the ones with all the friends,
Will end up worse than I.
You'll become one of us,
Isolated
Alone
With no one to call your friend.
When you see the one person who
Immediately makes you think
"freak"
Take the time to look under their mask
And you'll stay away
From the path I've led.
All alone..
Vagabond
Copyright © Seth E | Year Posted 2010
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