Zone Of My Own Poem by Paul Jonathan Stertz

From the day I was born I've been on the outside,
Shied from the spotlight and learned how to hide.
Found a place to be alone,
Away and forgotten-a Zone of my Own.

Not that I'm better or full of myself,
But others have put me aside on a shelf.
Never one to impose, I'll throw them a bone
And slip out the back door-into my Zone.

Keeping my distance...it's what I do best,
Different from others-apart from the rest.
If you wish to help me-leave me alone,
I'll be alright in a Zone of my Own.