Misfits

I don't belong here

They're all drinking a beer

While I sit here in fear

and with a tear

With no peer

Not sure where I belong

I'm just a misfit

And it's not even because of my zit

Or my wit

It's because I didn't sit

I stood with my head held high and no plan

I don't know where I fit in

Maybe it's in a bin

But I really need a win

Sometimes I wish I had a twin

Or a fin

But we'll stop that thought with a pin

And keep going until we find someone that we can belong with

And it might take a long time

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