Belonging

I couldn't keep up, though I tried

I was the outsider, I never lied

Playing the game to be accepted

Never once thinking, I'd not be selected.

I weaved this way and that, bent like a pretzel

Played the clown, the bestie, being forgetful

That the truth of me was cowering inside

And couldn't show its face but must hide.

No matter what I did, it was never enough

I was always on the fringe, ready to be kicked out

'Why do you hate me!?' I cried in pain

Asking this and risking that was all in vain.

Thank God, I woke, for it was just a dream

Despite this relief, nothing was as it seemed

This dream was my heart and I just longed

For the soul tribe that was out there, where I belonged.