In a World He did not Belong

Many times he had sat and wondered why all things were passing him by.
He thought of those who were behind him and those who were yet to come.
From the dark spirits to the white spirit his mind stayed confused in a world of which he did not belong.

For who out there could understand him and who did want his offerings?
Yet one time; he thought his world had finally arrived and he belonged,
the search was over for a place to him belong and his mind was teased when he realized he was wrong.

It made no sense to him at all when he saw that he was wrong about being wrong,
but no other way could he find, to assure his world would not go by his way.
The lost soul he was and all alone in a world that was not his own but to others did it belong.

He spent his time writing and typing in songs of misunderstanding,
pleading for only one to see what was truely in his soul.
Then one day it came along; the understanding and peace of another he had sought his entire life long.

For just to look upon the treasure he had found, brought smiles to his face.
To hear the whispers in his ear was more than he had ever imagined.
And still he wondered why all things had to pass him by and why did nothing to him in this world belong.

The tears he would shed inside were tears he would always shed alone.
Even this one time he still could never figure out why he was alone.
The lost soul he was and all alone in a world that was not his own but to others did it belong.