Never did fit in
Never was one of them
Never really wanted to be
Always the outsider
The odd man out
For no reason or understanding that I could find
None of society ever wanted the real me
The man beast
Standing howling alone
Under a full moon now I come to you
Home at last for my weary broken soul
Knocking on your door
Asking
Begging
Is this paradise for a freak like me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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