darkfey

Happy fucking New Year
Worse than a junior high school party

Everyone dancing
But not I
I'm the one in the corner, solo.

Trying to dance,
But constantly rejected
Falling back to the by-my-self dance

Yet this dance doesn't work
But I can't stop
Trying to maneuver myself into someone

Into, through, just a dance partner
But nothing works
So eventually I waltz home

Weeping the audible shout of sorrow
But crying truly on the inside
Keeping the truth hidden

Someday, maybe, I'll be cool
But for now I have to be OK
OK with the world around me

I have to be OK with me
But it hard sometimes
Being well in the face of adversity

Yet somehow, somewhere I know I'll never be like it is in my head
But that's the struggle
To be comfortable with the chosen choices