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This poem is about feelings experienced from being an outsider in family/friend units. |
"THE OUTSIDER" I am caught in this giant snare like a deer blinded by a car's headlights glare. Horns all around me start to blare, but I am paralyzed by the deepest despair. I am in solitude with every falling tear, and I earnestly pray that my life will soon become more clear. When my feelings involuntarily surface, people just stop and stare. The pain inside, I can't seem to bear, but, to expose it, I have learned not to even dare. People look at me with such a leer, and my heart silently shatters with every unwarranted sneer. Who in this world will show they care? How I wish I had someone so very dear who would understand me crystal clear. |