Misfits

We are the lost

and forgotten

Our emotions turned

as dry as cotton

............................

We are the broken

and the few

The ones that stayed

are the only ones that knew

.................................

We are the empty

and the hurt

Half asleep

yet so alert

...................

We are the misfits

In a world of mirros

you see yourselfs

through our tears

...............................

Together we are not alone

I am a misfit

you can call your own

-Ashley

-17
 

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