will someone critique my poem?

i am an outsider
i am an alien
in a skin suit
i do not belong
to anyone
anywhere at all
i am a lemon
in a cherry picked universe.

i want to leave
forever
im dead to this place
and these people here
i wish i could go away
forever
i dont think i'd miss you at all
i'll pack my bags
tonight
for neverland, here i come.

im a solitary tomato
in one wasted watermelon world
i stand out
against a crowd
i am a lonesome acorn
upon a maple tree
a creepy creature
in a wonderland.

i am not like you
i never will be

specialty isnt my specialty
normal is not my "norm"
weirdly and as weird, as weird can be

im simply me.

accept me
or
forget me
whether i care the least
or not

im still one strand
of insanity
standing amongst the sane
a runt lost in these giants
i am a sea of a striped
unsorted mess
i dont stand a single second
against solidity.

i just dont fit.
a rigid puzzle piece
im covered up by you.
 
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