A lyric/poem — Never Stop Writing

Belonging

Who decides who belongs

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You do not belong,
no one understands you,
your unusual point of view,
the erratic things you do,
we knew this all along.

You sing a different song,
a non-melodic tune,
a dissonance that fits you,
that no one finds the beat to,
you hum it all alone.

You are a figment
of your own imagination,
a single aberration
in the great, grand scheme of things

You are a fragment
from a lost illumination,
a false memory of
long-forgotten dreams

You do not belong,
there is no place for you,
we do us, and you do you,
there is no need to talk it through,
you knew this all along.

You are a figment
of your own imagination,
a single aberration
in the great, grand scheme of things

You are a fragment
from a lost illumination,
a false memory of
long-forgotten dreams

In an increasingly alienating world, with judgments and conditions for belonging…