An outcasts view,
Deteriorating in alienation
With all the fingers
Pointed at him
To others, he is a foreign language
Not willing to be understood
But wanting to be understood
Depressed as he is
He bravely strains through life’s ropes
Hanging on to it by its last thread
But soon he knows
He will find his way
Nothing is eternal
One day, he will thrive
But take heed;
Hang on to the rope with all your power
And don’t be like the coward
Or else the rope will snap
before the suffering has ended
#outcast
civic orchid
open osprey
Jeeze people woke up to write sick poetry.