I will never fit in,
I know I’ll never win.
The right to be accepted,
as I’ll only end up hurt and rejected.
Living each day as if I’m sedated,
Not to feel anything real, because I don't know how to deal.
With all the hurt I’ve gained after spending years in the rain,
being hurt over and over again.
By your fake promises hoping for the best,
that I’ve passed the test.
Only to be hurt
As these promises turned to lies, when you whispered goodbye,
leaving me here to die.
Because I know I will never belong,
You made sure of that when you strung me along.
Saying I was wrong and you'll make sure I would
Never belong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sad state that feeling of not belonging