Another one of those annoying holidays
To remind me of the sad state I’m in
As cards and candies are passed around today
Still nothing for me as I check my cubby again
I don’t know which saddens me more
Staring at a cubby so cold and empty
With a heavy sigh and a heart so sore
Or receiving a card out of guilt or pity
I didn’t even get picked in P.E.
As the captains chose their teams
So I got stuck again being the goalie
A target for the ‘ball in face’ routine
I can clear a whole table at lunch
As if I had a case of rabid cooties
I’ve never been one of ‘the bunch’
The little redhead girl doesn’t notice me
Despite my efforts I just can’t seem to win
I try to understand, but I just don’t get it
Then there is my one and only friend
Who still sucks his thumb and carries a blanket
Was I a villain in my previous life?
And this is punishment for my sins
To live in utter loneliness and strife
Doomed to be a loser and never win
I would say it's just the kids being mean
But it seems that in life, this is my lot
Even when trick or treating last Halloween
Everyone else got candy, I got a rock
Author notes
Being the weird one and the outcast, I knew exactly what it was like to be left out.
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Comments
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Aw, poor Charlie Brown. Thank goodness for Linus and for the millions of fans he's garnered, proving he is never as alone as he thinks. Good entry, thanks.
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You made me realize how true to life Charlie Brown is. The ball in the face thing happened to me once, and of course it had to be deliberate.
Nice write.
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aww, its so sad. i love this poem, ive felt this way many times. very well done hun.
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