Splash of Purple Paint

A poem about fitting in.

Hands clasped gently behind your back.

From the outside looking in.

Yearning to fit into the puzzle.

Confused.

Looks so simple,

Yet so obscure.

Speak like you belong.

Behave like you belong.

Lose yourself to belong.

 

Is it worth it?

Voice a soft whisper.

 

No, the world is lucky to have outsiders.

Trailblazers for the un-ordinary.

You’re unwelcome in their tight-knit circle.

They have picked their players for the game.

You’re just the benchwarmer.

The only benchwarmer.

Be the splash of purple paint on their canvas.

Stand out.

Reviews

[aching.insomniac]

i can relate to this, as many do. a nice piece in its light detail and flow.

[ICE]

In a world where most people fight to look and be like everone else...you're message is a wonderful one. It poeple would just be themselves the world just might become a better place. Lovely write.