Thursday

belong

I don't belong
Where my sorrow sings a song
My joy cries all day long
And mother says nothing is wrong
Wrong. I don't belong.

Where then is my home?
Am I a stranger lost?
Do I merely roam?
How far should space exhaust?

I'll never be fit for here
Inside me is lonely
But I fit so perfectly
I don't belong, but I'll be near.

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