A needle in the haystack
A spot amongst the stripes
A weed in the flower-bed
A blockage in the pipes.
A glitch in the system
An unwanted file
A capricious anomaly
Like the detested bile…
I belong with dandelions
They don’t want me to stay
And one by one
They’ll blow me away
And the dust they will blow
It will not remain
For I am not born for this Earth
I’m just stuck in the wrong place
Of the debilitating road of life
And I’m all on my own
I think I prefer this
It’s safer to be alone.
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