Misfits


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Through the rose colored looking glass

Through open eyes I see
Into closed minds
Passing judgement
Tying me in binds

Within me is a place
Which I yearn for outside
Suffocation is the current norm
Who does share my plight?

I dream of like minds
And thoughts to share
Thoughts that can be understood
Only with insights so rare

Silence is my friend
But not loneliness
Secrets treasured within
Do I need somebody to confess?

Here’s to all the misfits
May we need no clappers
We are on our side
And that’s all that matters.

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