I always feel the outsider. The forgotten one among such stars. I can never seem to shine as brightly,
abide in acceptance,
as they are.
My pondering heart oft wonders if it’s only self-inflicted woe, this misery and loneliness escapable,
if truly so.
Perhaps, if studied deeper I could find a sanguine smile somewhere, and then quit reaching for the stars,
in finding I was always there.
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