Are you an outsider
Separate from the bunch
Are there jibes
That hurt when they're said
Were you the last picked
The black sheep
Of the mob
The outsider who likes
Weird things.
© Paul Warren Poetry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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That is me Paul. A loner who loves my own company. An outsider in many ways. But happy being that way. I hope you do too. Thank You