All odd angles, not even close to normal.

I’ve never fit in.

Too self-aware

Or just the only one paying attention?

No allies. Just skeptics

Spinning lies based on fear.

Solitude breeds discontent,

But people prove me right at every turn.

You say I am too harsh, unable to forgive.

I only know I struggle with the will to live.

© 2021 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

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