The outsider

Always I was

Wandering on the outside

Somewhere travelling around the perimeter

Trying to figure out

What you all were going through

Gazes turned so far away

I lived like an afterthought

A parenthesis to your frentic motion

And eventually the price of my devotion

Was emptiness

And so I learned

To take my comfort from the trees

I told them my secrets

And entrusted my heart to the angels

And so now if you say

I was always the strange one

Why can’t you understand

There was no place for me

To belong here

In your human family

And so it was I remained

Forever on the outside

Circling you like a lost satellite

Searching, searching

Always pondering

What it might be to belong

To someone

While all the time my heart was breaking

With a love forsaken

But now I know

For all these years

I have waited in vain

And now nothing remains

But for me

To turn my gaze away

And face myself