I see the love all about me All the pegs fitting smugly in their holes With the exception of one, of course-me All i have left are the sores, still a bright red From trying to fit into holes where i didn't belong Or was simply not needed From making others my priority While i remain nothing more than a formality A mere afterthought Now i'm sitting here reminiscing And i realize it's all I've wanted my whole life Which i've never found And doesn't seem like i ever will The tears are only a constant reminder Of the outcast the world perceives me to be But i smile through them Forcing myself to acknowledge that maybe That's just how it was meant to be And hoping that one day, i'll see sunlight Where dark clouds once were And have someone i can finally call Friend.