I cry

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I cry of grief even tho

I have not lost anything

I am homesick even tho

I am where I've always been


I feel alone even with

Other people in the room

I feel lost even with

In the walls of my own home


I'm out of place even in

The nicest of rooms

I don't belong even in

The greatest of groups


I wonder there even when

I should just grow up

I can't seem to even when

I am held above


What am I?

A lost spirit

Roaming the lands?

A misguided alien

Who messed up their plan?

Or a cursed fairy

Who was banised from light?

Or a creature whom

In sadness, finds delight?


2024. 07. 01. 

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