Most people are loved
By one or another
Some are even
Accepted by many
But then there's me
Rejected by all
Because I am none
Yet to most it looks
like I am them all
Nobody sees
The struggle inside
To just belong
To something at all
YOU ARE READING
My Book of Poetry ChH
PoetryThis is just what the title says alot if not all of it will be free verse meaning it won't rhyme or follow any sort of pattern This is Chapter H This Chapter is complete
