This one was inspired by @cikko907 ‘s Poem Einstein. The Very First line actually! I saw that line, and just zoned out into the world of the MC of my poem….Yeah, I think I still need to read his entire poem though, ahaha.
I feel like I’m an outcast, I don’t belong here
Others around me are happy, while I am downcast, I don’t belong here
Ugh! Can you shut that damn baby up? So annoyingly loud
Thank Goodness, now he’s silent
But eww, what is that milky liquid she’s feeding him, disgusting, it should not be allowed
And that’s the same liquid that would soon make the crying baby vibrant
Running all around the place, knocking things around, not being compliant
To the rules I set, teeny weeny little criminals, they do deserve a confinement
Oh poor you! I’m sorry I’m not like the rest of you, I don’t belong here
Tranquility is what I need, I don’t want to hear the Nightingale sing her song here
Take it far away into the wilderness, far away from here
Take it with you to a distant place where I won’t hear
Oh it’s a beautiful world! Like I should believe that!
When these pigs trample on pearls, how can I forgive that?
I don’t want to hear a sound, not even the sound of my own thought
Silence they say is golden, If only I had enough, it would be bought
Oh, I hear some say the ocean makes them calm
I mean come on, it’s still noise, oh maybe I should read a Psalm
I would search anywhere to find peace, except from the crooks who claim to read palms
There is no prize too high to pay for this
I need peace within, when everything around me looks like an abyss
There is no order, everything is amiss
One of the most cherished things I miss
And yet you want me to enjoy this, instead I’ll hiss
Look at the flowers, hmm I agree, it’s beautiful
The yellow, the bright red, the bluish green, the yellow, who wouldn’t love this?
Of course you’re right, ME, how pitiful!
There has to be something wrong with them, nothing is that perfect
Oh, and yes I’m right, smell them, horrible!
You have to agree with me that the disdain I have for this world is plausible
I guess you think I need help, maybe clinical
Or you think my condition is hopeless, that it’s critical
But don’t worry about me, I’m not like you, cos I don’t belong here