I walk with misery
I walk in the world but not of the world
I seek for guidance and no one cares enough
I live in this horror of time
Days pass and a new theme is put
I have been pushed away by my closet friends because l don't engage in their decieful thoughts
I have been driven to the edges of this world that l stamp my feet on
I'm no better than the unborn child  who hasn't seen the suffering out of it's mother's wormb
I step and spit on the very land l was moulded from
I don't fit in this  worthless world  because I'm not of this world.