Misfit

by Heather   Nov 29, 2005


Im a misfit, I know
how it feels to cry
myself to sleep. At
times I feel so weak!
Misfit that walks down
the hall and no one notices
at all. Im the one chose
last for games and get called
names. A misfit with a
broken heart, and my life
is about to fall apart. A
misfit that don't laugh or
smile. I don't think I
can go another dark mile.
People lie to me, stab me
in the back. I wanna run
away and never look back!
The misfit is tired of pain,
names, lies, secrets, all I do
is cry and you wander why?

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  • 18 years ago

    by Liquid Dreams

    That was good. 5/5 if you ever want to talk, i'll be here for you!