Poems Of The Feather Pen #Wattys2016

Nobody Wants to Live Here

Nobody wants to live here.
They'd rather live somewhere past here.
Nobody wants to be us.
They'd rather just try to ignore us.
We are the outsiders.
We are the outcasts.

Nobody asks us to dance.
We rock like nobody's watchin'.
We are no rubies or diamonds.
We're not some popular flowers.
We are the outsiders.
We are the outcasts.

We are the ones you never see.
We're the ones that're always picked last.
Nobody knows that we exist.
Nobody has envy towards us.
We are the outsiders.
We are the outcasts.