Outside
Feeling left out of the gameI really want to play
There's no comfort in my skin
I can't join in today
As a child, all I craved
Was just one chance to win
No one seemed to give a care
I just did not fit in
It seemed as though I was doomed
To at best be picked last
On the outside looking in
I felt like an outcast
Was a loser, was a freak
Was bullied every day
My school years were very tough
Respect seemed far away
I still live on the outside
I have always seemed strange
Now I accept who I am
Please don't ask me to change
The outside is where I live
Out of the box can be
The best place for me to dwell
For me to be happy
The outside is where I thrive
It's been quite effective
That gives me a point of view
That's always objective
The outside is not so bad
It's taught me sympathy
For the outcasts of the world
Who need our empathy
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