Everyone aches to belong
We believe that others,
are our one grip to sanity

But what happens when our grip slips?
Insanity awaits for us, flooding into our souls
The lonliness to come is unbareable.

The traumatic marks of pain left
is too much for their thoughts to compensate for them
But not me

I refuse to belong
For I am a misfit
And I accept
That I will never belong.