MisfitA Poem by churchnerdbe different, odd, the freak, in the end its being you that will take you to your destiny.Pass me by, don't speak, they never look my way, strangely its not strange to me to be overlooked, dismissed, or sat in an invisible corner. My past is always present it clings to my side so I'm judged on appearance without the crowd knowing my side of the story. The misfit in me wont ever depart she knows my deepest fears as I cried in the dark, when I didn't fit the circle band wagon. But, see, I understand, its natural to mock, tease, and even be cruel what doesn't fit your mold, what you fell to realize is being a misfit was always my destiny. © 2013 churchnerdReviews
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1 Review Added on December 26, 2013 Last Updated on December 26, 2013 Authorchurchnerdjacksonville, FLAboutHey folks, name is nada! Reading came first, it laid a stinker on me, Writing! I cant shake this monkey, tried cold turkey, I didnt last thirty minutes before I came up with a slamming idea for a stor.. more..Writing
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