I do not belong.
The bright colors of laughter taunt me
As I shuffle through the day, tones of gray
Clouding vision and mind, leaving a mono-shaded world
That I trudge through.
I have never belonged.
Always on the outside, watching as people
Dashing by, weaving connections into a warm blanket
Leaving me to shiver in loneliness
Unsure how to belong,
Unsure if I truly wish to belong,
The inner me, hidden like a changing caterpillar
Always covered in masks and costumes,
Ever changing always hiding,
Outcast, through and through,
I wonder if I’ll truly belong.