At work
where I am nothing
but in the way
I dont fit in
Outcast.

At home
A place where I'm
nothing but a buden.
Third wheel
outcast.

At work
toyed with, looked down at
treated like a child.

At home.
Never good enough
Always saying the wrong thing.
Trying to fit into my family
that grew up without me.
It's to late in the game
For me to even try.

Tears spill out,
drama Queen
Over and over again
I am reminded that
This isnt where I am suppose to be.

I just want a place
To call my own.

I want a place
Somewhere To belong.