In the quiet of the night, she sobbed
Asking God, or whoever’s out there
Why do you hate me so?
Why have you cursed me
With this quick mind
And this tender heart?
Why, pray tell, have you condemned me,
To never fit,
To sit it all out,
Outside, looking in?
The years passed, ten by ten,
And she repeated her desperate cry.
Always outside,
Alone in the crowd,
Marked still with the bitter shame
Of her uniqueness.
Until one day, a voice
Familiar, yet unknown,
Stirred her from within
As the truth began to unfold.
“You’re outside,
Because you don’t go in.
You’re alone,
Because you built a wall.”
These burdens you carry,
Are your greatest gifts.
Embrace them,
Use them,
For you are not meant
To be part of the crowd
Because you’re meant
To lead the pack.
About the Creator
Misty Rae
Retired legal eagle, nature love, wife, mother of boys and cats, chef, and trying to learn to play the guitar. I play with paint and words. Living my "middle years" like a teenager and loving every second of it!
Music Prompt? Music Thingy!
At work a few weeks ago, I was using that Spotify DJ thing, the AI tool that slightly bugs me on principle, but not enough for me to boycott it. (You know the one?) Anyway, I was jamming out to songs I was familiar with, a few new ones, and then all of a sudden, I was stopped in my tracks.
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