Outcast - Poem by Christina Bruce
Little girl dont worry,
don't worry about fitting in.
They call you the outcast, the freak,
the one with no friends.
But dont be worry, please dont be sad
there's a place somewhere out there for you.
Keep searching, dont give up
I'll be your friend.
For I am an outcast as well, cast aside by all others,
so dont worry dont be sad..
You may be the outcast, but,
to me you are my savior, my one true friend.
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