I am able to see
and that is a blessing.
but when I'm outside
I stare to the ground.

I am able to hear
all the expressions.
Now I'm afraid of how mean people sound.

I am able to feel.
I am able to feel.
"you are repeating yourself"
Cause thats a big deal!

I do not fit.

I feel unsecure, lonely, dumb.
helpless, unnormal, numb.

I do not fit.
Not even a bit.

I can walk.
Its not enough.
Born into a society where you are forced to run
is rough.
Just follow the line!
Keep busy!
Dont think about it!
Be tough!

I do not fit.
And never did.

I can talk
Does it help?
People say so much but do so little.
Pretending to be innocent
but spitting at the "loser" in the middle.

The loser
surrounded by people who fit.
People who are running. Keeping busy. They are not thinking about it.
They are tough.
But of them
there are enough.

I do not fit.
And never will.
Yes, I admit
I'm myself still.


Written by Kornblume