Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Notes

Walking ever cautiously
Like a stranger in this land
Wanting to feel welcome
But find it hard to understand
Observing life uniquely
Feeling different than the rest
Laughter often surrounds me
But by the subject I am not impressed
Finding so much irrelevance
As others go along
Not meaning to offend them
But refusing to just belong
Operating on a level
That seems a bit above
I struggle to construct my crutch
While they judge me with no love

LH

2/11/14

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