Misfits Poem by eve coleman
Misfits
It’s hard being a person
In a world like our own
It’s hard being a person
When nobody knows.
Nobody knows
And nobody understands
Nobody cares
Or gives you a chance.
A chance to express
All you’ve got inside
They tell you, ‘Be yourself, ’
Then they tell you goodbye.
So it’s hard being someone
When you’ve got so much inside.
So much to say
So much to hide.
- 11.16.2011
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