Outsider - Poem by Nightshade Starlight
There are people around me,
Who do not see the person
Standing in front of them.
Silent and careful when to speak,
Keeping my had down low.
Gaurding what is left,
Holding onto the walls.
Nothing can break it down,
It feels like everything I see,
Is untouchable, unreal.
I am an outsider.
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