The misfit

On the outside,

looking in.

standing in the cold,

out in the rain.

 

Tear soaked face,

eyeliner covered face,

bloodshot eyes,

but not from being high.

 

She cries day and night,

she cries herself to sleep.

dreams of a better life,
dreams of being wanted.

 

She wants to fit in,

she wants to have friends.

She has a heart of gold,

but the gold is shattering.

 

She listens to everyone,

talk about their problems.
but when she needs to talk,

she's all alone.

 

She lost her best friend,

due to war.

now she's really alone,

nobody to care.

 

She lives in hell,

her parents hate her.

She's ready to graduate,

ready to leave.

 

She thinks of suicide,

just ending it now.

She thinks nobodty would notice,

she thinks she's nothing.

 

She thinks,

shes ugly,

never will be pretty,

never will be skinny.

 

She hides her face,

never lets anyone see her cry,

She's a misfit...

She is ME...

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

We can be many things. Life is hard. I'm sorry for the lost of your friend. I lost many to war. When I think of them. Break my heart. We are hardest on ourselves. Sometime we must accept who we are and go forward. I like the direct and honest feel of the poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[SouthernBelle]

thank you I'm glad you liked it

[Aehr]

I can relate to this poem quite a lot, because sometimes I go through the inferiority complex too and I end up giving myself the 'one-last-look-in-the-mirror' treatment, and fitting in has always been a mammoth task for me. I think you've done a very good job in expressing what you feel (or what the character feels) and I like how you have ended it, since it brings your point across well. :)
Good job ♡

[SouthernBelle]

thank you I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. I felt that if I wrote something personal that it might get more attention but it seems that this is one of my most hated poems

[Aehr]

But why do you think its hated?

[SouthernBelle]

I don't know u just feel like it's hated