The Fellowship of the Outcasts

Sun, 10/25/2015 - 20:43 -- Auré

We are called by many names:

Nerd

Geek

Dork

Freak

Loser

Wallflower

Loner

Nobody

 

Faces without names,

Smiles to hids pain,

Walls to defend shaken spirits

 

We are nobody

Until we're the punchline of a joke

Or a target for your punch

Or someone to be put down

 

We are called by many names,

Except for our true names

And what we really are:

 

People

With thoughts

And feeling

WHO have a right to be themselves

This poem is about: 
My community

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