Could Not Be Prouder (To Have Grown Up An Outsider)

I am a writer
Who grew up
As an outsider
Someone
On the outside
Looking in
Just observing
All the sin
Wanting to fit in
Even when I knew it was wrong
But day after day
Of the same old song
I am happy
If not proud as hell
That I never did
Find a way
To fit in
With those
Who would rather
Torture each other
Than accept
One another
And all I can say
As of today
I could not be prouder
That I didn't try harder
To fit in
With the very sin
That tried to do me in

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