I sit there
Cold as ice
Watching all move
Enticed

My mind fast
Body still
Rhythm beat
My sense of will

I stand there
Watching all
Dance and sing
I’ve yet to breathe

This girl is beauty
Moves with grace
She sees right through me
My disgrace

All in all
Your gentle touch
Lost on me
My cold is rough

For I chase
A fox through trot
All it means
I’m better off

If I caught you
Red fur gleaming
I’d let you go
For I’m not hungry

And my vanity
Holds no place
For your tail
I respect your wit  

You’re not alone
Girls I loved
Can never warm
My heart enough

I sit still
In crowds are moving
Wandering why
My hands hold feeling

I can’t bear
The weight of talking
Yours is power
Mine is fleeting

For red fur
No matter what
Still belongs
To the fox

She smiles at the world, I weep in the dark.

She is spontaneous, I am an introvert.

She has passion, I am lost.

She is the life of the party, I am unknown.

She is beautiful, I am chaotic.

She is cheerful, I am hollow.
She has it all together, I am in shambles.

She is me; I am her.
She hides me for she is my mask.

They all walked on the path that cascades down to a celestial land of light.
I followed them, they looked at me.
Something in their eyes made me feel uncomfortable,
I knew I didn’t fit in.
I walked away to an empty path.
A cold gust of wind sent shivers down my spine.
I looked for light but there was only darkness.
I continued.
Suddenly I could see a light following me but I couldn’t find a source.
I searched but I couldn’t see anything but darkness.
The light followed me.
I stopped looking for the source,
I admired the light.
It shone bright like a cosmic star.
It was never-ending.
I stumbled upon a small pond glistening like a sapphire under the darkness.
Lily pads decorated the pond like a Christmas tree.
I peaked,
I finally saw the light.
It was a reflection: my reflection.
I was the light.
I was like a dog chasing its own tail,
All along I failed to see the light within me.

Placed beside you
Or did I hypnotically walk to you
Was it a game of fate and destiny
Or was I simply charmed by your spell
Was I meant to be here
Or did I want to be here
All I can decipher right now is that,
I lie here and you beside me.
At such close proximity
Feeling you at every edge
Like two pieces of a puzzle.
A piece of puzzle with curves and edges
Rough curves and worn out edges
But did I really fit in?

I tried hard,
Just as I tried all these years
At all the wrong places
Chiseling my sharp edges into curves
Curves that would now fit perfectly
All the while, losing a part of me.
Just making me question,
Is this yet another wrong spot
Didn't seem wrong to the world
Then why do I still feel like a misfit
Like a square peg in a round hole
Or has this constant trying to fit in
Leave all my edges frayed
I no longer recognize anymore.

Still lying beside you,
Still dont seem to fit in,
Still questioning,
Is this yet another wrong spot?