Downtrodden
Who controls the pecking order of life?
Because I’m on the outside
looking in
Nose against the window
like the proverbial stepchild
Taking it on the chin
Living on the edge of the herd
Feeling like the runt of the litter
These are the emotions I bear
Easy to slip into a depression
Dragging others down
Wishing I wasn’t there
Just feeling that life
is dealing me the cards
of endless misery
The ones you fold
so the others would win
Like some kind of trickery
Invisible
the color of my life
I fall through the cracks
Constantly trying to scale
that overgrown fence
Just once wishing to relax
Feeling imperfect
But knowing I’m not
All I want is a chance
Look at me I’m here
Just like you
Give me a second glance
Determined to begin again
And experience a rebirth
My stellar light will shine
Brighter than before
You’ll concern me no longer
I’ll be stronger next time
Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing©
Word Prompts:
Stellar
Fence
Concern
Overgrown
Herd
OctPoWriMo – Poem a Day – Oct #11 – Falling through the cracks
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