Different minds and different thoughts,
cast out the unique one.
She's thinking of chances to help mankind.
Despite her endeavors to be accepted.
Cast out by her friends,
treated differently by her family.
The search alone, pains her heart.
She tries to find something in her mind.
Is it perhaps- love?
Or is it just the cruel tricks of the world?
To deceive her heart,
casting it off from others.
She's a sharp tool-
Bold and unique.
She'll find her own way,
maybe towards the heart of the man that she loves.
Regardless, she's resilient.
A strong hearten warrior.
YOU ARE READING
I don't understand
PoetryLately, I've been pushed through a bunch of heartaches and pains. I'm lonely, but.. I'm starting to see that I dont think I matter really anymore. Is my existence really worth keeping in peoples lives?
