Out of place

by BAYBEE GURL   Sep 25, 2008


It's clear to see she doens't belong here.
She's like an exotic bird far far away from home.
So they stare, they whisper about what they don't know.
Is she vicious, searching for prey?
Maybe she's a kind gentle soul just lost
She holds her head up high
Still, they tower above her
She wants to scream, to let them know just exactly
where she came from,
but for now she'll be an exhibit
just stared at, lusted for, and wondered about.

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