Outcast

I'm not a writer, just a bored gamer...
Far away from the world, I get in my head
Thoughts are coming in, like a river flowing into the ocean
Today is the day my existence fades away
Ever since high school days, invisible is the way I stayed
I won't give up anything just to fit in, I feel unique this way
Outcast they say I am, Special I think I am
Being eccentric is my super power, I think outside the box
So pathetic they just don't get it, I can't take it anymore...

Israel Sambola
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