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.
Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 3:47 PM UTC
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.
