Being at the center is where everyone else is
No matter how hard I try nothing changes
Why am I always the one to be in the outer circle
Almost an outcast, more like an acquaintance yet they say we're all family
No matter how close I get to them, I somehow find myself alone
Maybe in time things will change, maybe that's what it is
This transition feels different, but for now I'll sit here and ponder my existence
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem