outsiderA Poem by Anjali
I am a nobody
standing outside, waiting for someone to acknowledge my light. I am the daughter of the dark. They look at me from inside, waiting for me to go, and let them keep their light. I am the oasis in the desert. They acknowledge me from outside, waiting for the time to pass, so that they could drink up my fake pride. I am an outsider, standing outside. They will never acknowledge my light...
© 2018 AnjaliAuthor's Note
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