When I Look

by Sarah   Sep 25, 2006


All around I see happy, smiling faces.
Laughing and talking with one another.
Secluded groups.
They keep to their own 'kind'.
Make fun of those who are different from them.
Individuality.
They follow it, they discriminate it.
Is it win, lose?
I see it as being secluded from the ones that are the same.
When it gets to long then it comes naturally.
Even when you're wanting to speak out...you can't.
That's what being an individual loner is.
The smiling faces make me angry.
I hate seeing how happy they are.
It just makes me miss what I don't have...what I can't have.
Making me upset and annoyed.
Will I ever get out of this hole I dug?

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