Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Outcast

I sit,
alone.
Far away.

Can you even tell?

In a shell,
miserable.
An outcast.

Do you even see?

It's just me,
pondering.
A social pariah.

Though I try so hard.

Mentally scarred
Outcast,
alone.

Socially unfit.

J.A.Scott

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