Eases the Pain

Poetry is a complex perfection, associable with nothing less than the truth
- Kurt Ludwig Shroder
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words
- Robert Frost


6. Outnumbered

People look at me strangely

I don't belong and they want me to know it

Trust me, I know it

I've always known it

My own friends talk about me

Not behind my back

Right in front of me

Where my heart can break that much more

I am outnumbered by the pain

The sorrow

I am outnumbered by my weakness

By my vulnerability

I am outnumbered

I am singled out

I am left alone

I am left to break

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