MISFITS

all my misfits

I miss you

since you've been gone/

the rest of us go on and on

long days

dog days

in a daze

as we try to remember

why we bother

you're my brothers and sisters

and somewhere along the line

a part of you died

I don't know why

or where to find it/

but I know that no friend

or enemy

can prevent you from finding it again

 

red wine and cigarettes

didn't help

but try using yourself,

you're stronger than you think

and it seems ridiculous to me

(not to be selfish)

how you see yourself

because I see so much beauty

and movements that move me

in a seldom seen kid like you

I can't say pull your socks up

(it's got nothing to do with what you wear with your shoes)

but don't lose sight of knowing

that you're not on your own

believe me, I've been there,

playing noughts and crosses on my own arm/

harming my head more than anything else

so to all the underachievers

and daydream believers

please,

see what I'm saying

never feel guilty for praying to false gods

or paying someone in your time

it takes a while to adjust

and accept it's a part of us

for better or for worse

 

hurting yourself can seem like an easy way out

but please

take time to scream off concrete towers,

know that you're not broken,

that if you can't beat them

you don't have to join them

and I hope that you'll divide the joy

enough to have some for yourself