Feeling like a hindrance
In the beginning
In the middle of a dance
Looking at others all brimming
With beauty and grace
And a bright red lace
A dress so red
Perhaps even a burning shed
I'm different
I truly know
But that doesn't mean
That I shall sow
Confusion and doubt everywhere
While my back would look
so bare
I might not be like you
But at least I feel more true
To myself and all around me
Yet despised supposedly
Being observed by others
I've always wished
Feeling the same as another
And compliments to be fished
I'm not able to fly
Yet I proceed to try
With no hand to hold
In a night that's very cold
Still growing to become old
It's just
Me , myself and I
Still sitting on that long ride
Staring intelligently from the side
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By : F.K. (Aka me~)
Created : 13/09/16
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