Where do I belong
Why, am I wrong?
I don't fit in
It's just a sin
Riding on the bus
Maybe I need to adjust
Trying not to get attention
Oh and did I forget to mention
Walking in the building
Uncomfortable, yea no kidding
Breathing heavily
Just my anxiety
Education isn't my strong suit
My dream is my root
I like people, but I don't go easy
There will always be a rainbow, trust me
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Poems Of Creatvity And Creation
PoesíaPoetry, where it lives "The ones who are trying to define us are the ones that are lost"
