Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN THE TEEN TITANS...just this poem.
A/N: Sorry, this poem may not be that great. Please be honest in your review.
Rectangle into a Hole:
Unfamiliar I am
To such common customs
I think in one direction
And they turn to the other
Were they accustomed to this world at birth?
Did they always have a place made for them?
Will there ever be a place for me?
Where I am now, I cannot get in
For a rectangle cannot fit into a hole
These hands do not play electronic games
They do not know alien martial arts
These folk songs are not wanted to be heard
And none wish to spend time with me
I've thought about leaving my place
Since I believe I cannot fit in
My friends make me feel better
They give me the helping hand
I feel happier now as I slip into my place
And I fit in fine
A/N: For those who don't understand "rectangle into a hole", it means if you try to shove a rectangular shaped object into a cylinder-shaped hole, it won't go in properly. It might not fit in, and if it does, then it's not completely full, like there's still a problem with shoving the rectangle in there. Starfire is the rectangle, and she feels she can't fit into her place, her hole, on earth. See? Ok, please review.