stranger on the outside
almost more comfortable here than in the circle of people you know

sit on the outskirts
of conversations you wish were easy
but the words never come to you
so you’re left feeling alone and queasy

people sit and try to fit in
you can see past all their bullshit
the people who don’t even know anyway
but somehow fit in no matter the case

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