Everyone has their place
The group where they belong
Everyone knows the system
Like notes in a well-played song
Then I walk into the scene
Out of place, out of tune
I don't quite go anywhere
Don't worry, I'll be gone soon.
I'll mess up the show a little while
Then I'll be out of the way
I'll may be shy, may be friendly
But I'm not here to stay
As soon as I start to understand
Start to have a little fun
I'll be taken off, somewhere else
And again be the awkward one
YOU ARE READING
Every Single Day (2016) *DISCONTINUED*
PoetryWrite. Write because you must. Write because you can. Write so you can practice. Write because words can change people. Write. I have taken the challenge. Every day for a year (or as far as I am able) I will write a short story or poem. I'll post th...
