It took me a while and I did not want to accept it
I hope I never see the day that I live to regret it
It took some time to put into words
But now I see
This is not the place for me
This is not a Cry for help
No this is not a desperate plea
Nothing has gone wrong
There are no accidents
But I am certain that I do not belong
Loneliness flourishes where familiarity and love have been vanquished
Opening the door to torment and anguish
Cross my heart and hope to die
Pray that everything turns out alright
Stick and stones may break my bones
Will heal and flesh wounds don't last
But how do you recover from being an outcast