Never Find My Way, Never Fit In
I am a man lost at sea,
A fog-bewildered soul
Always peering through the murk,
Never spying a friendly port.
I am a man out of place,
A square-shaped peg
Jammed into a round hole,
Never finding a proper fit.
I am a man wandering the wild,
Roaming far from the warmth
Of welcome roof and hearth,
Never following the path home.
I am a man out of his element,
A fish out of water
Gasping for breath,
Never catching a break.
I am a man roving a wood
Cloaked in grim shadow,
Searching for a sunlit lea,
Never reaching the forest's edge.
I am a man out of touch,
Reading outdated books,
Writing outmoded works,
Never thinking like the crowd.
I am the wrong man
In the wrong place
At the wrong time,
Never getting it right.
Will I ever find my way?
Will I ever fit in?
Ever?
Never.
I'm such a misfit that, several years back, I wrote a poem about it.
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