On the Outside

There’s this circle.
People laugh and joke in it –
And have fun.

It’s a big circle –
Everyone joins in,
Has a good giggle.

So why can’t I?
Why am I always running round,
Searching for a gap,
A chance to be part of it?

Why is it always me
Who’s left out, left behind,
left on my own?

Guess I’m just always gonna be on the outside,
Looking in.

Copyright owned by NSHN

April 2006

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