Outcast
Watching through a pane of glass,
I feel alone and entirely unwanted,
They all have known each other,
Since childhood they have bonded.
I am the outcast of this destined group,
On the outside I stand hoping to be let in,
Seeing their connection grow ever stronger,
I wish someone would let me be a part of it.
I love the one who doesn't even seem to care,
If only I could make him realize that I'm here,
Maybe then I would be accepted with the rest,
But my words fall on ears that seem not to hear.
Could I ever belong to your knitted kin?
Would the children of fate let little me in?
I hope so badly to be recognized for who I am,
I wish so much to be loved by this man.
A stormy figure mixed into the rest of them,
What is in his broken mind is mine to figure.
