The Misfit

by Rachel   Jul 9, 2006


I call out for you
I'm struggling here
Someone please help
My reflection even dissapeared
I'm dying slowly enough for you to catch up
And I've got something I want to say
I feel like the misfit in this world
Holding on to something I never had
All of my thoughts twirl into one
You only make it worse for yourself
AS for me
I remain the misfit
My soul cries out with one voice
And you're about as deep as a puddle
I'm afraid I have no choice,
But to tell you how I feel
Nothing changes and I remain the misfit

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  • 17 years ago

    by Heather

    Um....that's nice, but just because somone doesn't comment doesn't mean that your hated

  • 17 years ago

    by Rachel

    Apparently I'm very hated that I have 2 votes and only 0 comments!!

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