Rejects
That's us
The fuck ups
The useless ones
The depressed ones
The messed up ones
The outsiders
And we
Embrace every moment
Of it
We don't give any fucks
Yet we do
It's nice being
A reject
But it hurts sometimes
The abuse you went through
Still haunting your memory
The rejection of your parents or long lost father/mother.
The bullying
The eating disorders you have
The mentally illnesses you are diagnosed with.
This is a shitty poem
I tried
But its my way
Of written art.
By me