Have you ever felt like you don't belong
Like you're looking around...but everything seems wrong
Everyone looks at you like you're a "Freak"
They say mean things behind your back
But it's like you forget how to speak
Have you ever felt like you could never be loved
Like you were made for some bigger purpose...
Some purpose you know nothing of
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep
Only to wake with dried salt all over your cheeks
I have done all these things
I have felt the cold sting of societies arrogance
But I have learned from their ignorance
I once desperately fought to fit in with their alliance
Now I've acted up in an act of defiance
I asked myself "Why I would want to be a part of their indiscretions"
I came up with the conclusion "Maybe I'm headed in the wrong direction"
Have you ever felt like something was just not you
Like you couldn't quite fit in everyone else's shoes
Have you ever looked down at the path you were walking
And watched all the people pass you talking
Did you stray from your path and head defiantly the other way?
Don't be part of the crowd!
BE A PART OF THE ANARCHY!
Like you're looking around...but everything seems wrong
Everyone looks at you like you're a "Freak"
They say mean things behind your back
But it's like you forget how to speak
Have you ever felt like you could never be loved
Like you were made for some bigger purpose...
Some purpose you know nothing of
Have you ever cried yourself to sleep
Only to wake with dried salt all over your cheeks
I have done all these things
I have felt the cold sting of societies arrogance
But I have learned from their ignorance
I once desperately fought to fit in with their alliance
Now I've acted up in an act of defiance
I asked myself "Why I would want to be a part of their indiscretions"
I came up with the conclusion "Maybe I'm headed in the wrong direction"
Have you ever felt like something was just not you
Like you couldn't quite fit in everyone else's shoes
Have you ever looked down at the path you were walking
And watched all the people pass you talking
Did you stray from your path and head defiantly the other way?
Don't be part of the crowd!
BE A PART OF THE ANARCHY!
Author notes
977. Maybe I'm headed in the wrong direction.
A contest entry
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Comments
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I asked myself "Why I would want to be a part of their indiscretions"
I came up with the conclusion "Maybe I'm headed in the wrong direction"
woh.
I was reading this and thinking 'yeah..sure have..' I think you stepped into my mind when writing this.
amazing take on the title.
thanks for entering.

