Im a misfit
Im different from those who know wrong from right. I do know it I just seem to always do it. And I mean, I'm trying all I ever get, though, is fingers pointed at me. I don't do this right. I don't do this right. I do this wrong. I waste this. I lie all the time. I don't listen. Seems that I only get fingers pointed at me. Can't you see I'm the never perfect type. I mean, there is no such thing as and I'm that. Others just fake it they are not me. They don't know I'm perfect. I'm a misfit.
Ad
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets
Shop Now →
