Fitting In
By DayDreamer
Fitting in is like a sin. It's over before it can begin. Get picked last is in the past; But you can't get there very fast. Breathe in air of the fair ones with the Sparkles in their hair. Ace to Spade, You've got it made, Pulling down the Darkened Shade. Do not shout or Cry or Pout; but Fitting In is Fitting Out.I feel this poem is kind of childish.. Comments? Written October 24th, 2001 © on Oct 24 2001 07:45 AM PST, Brandon 0 • 10
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