My Plight

My Plight

2/6/08

It hurts to look out,

The crowds cheering,

The fans yelling,

And not be a part of it.

Whatever I do,

I never fit in,

But it’s not like I choose

To uphold this sin.

I sit on the sidelines

While everyone plays,

This aching sadness

Will never go away.

Alone I am

And alone I’ll stay

Because I can’t figure out

What others do every day.

Others make no sense to me

No matter how I watch

Though I try to fit in,

Losing myself is the cost.

So instead I wait for the day

That someone will notice me

And teach me the ways of the world

And how it all should be.