POETRY

I don't belong

Sometimes,
It all feels so fake
Like there's this pane of glass between us
That I'd just love to break
Because, from my side, it's transparent.
From yours? Opaque

I'm on the outside
Looking in
I yell, I yell
But these walls are no longer paper-thin
If I had to fit in with the crowd
It would be (for me) the greatest sin

I might be "unique"
But I feel so alone
I thought my heart
Was made of stone
But I've fallen
From my now friendless throne

But being with them
Just felt so wrong
And even though I had been there
For so long
I guess it's true
I don't belong