Misfits
We bear the curse of wanting to fit in,
And needing to stand out.
Mingling with others has a risk,
One will soon discover.
Darkness is our veil,
Under whose protection we discover,
Our uniqueness has been taken,
Ripped from our very soul,
And shattered,
Never to be seen again.
But you could be a myriad of bright colours,
Dazzling amid the darkness and devastation caused by others,
Popularity would be yours to gain,
Human connection lost,
As you shoved person after person away,
To make your way to the spotlight.
One road leads to isolation,
One path steers you away from your true self,
Guided by your heart,
Not your petty desires,
Nor needless wants,
Your inner light will slowly start to shine.