This is the second of two "Misfit" poems. No idea where the first one is, digitaly nor paper. Would not do it justice to re-write it.

Don't look for any poetry literacy er anything, I'm just an old hippy, heh.

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Misfit Returns

Once again I know not who or what I am
All to familiar this is, this Misfit in my head
Engulfing, enraging, surrounding what is me

But, WHAT is me???
Too many years gone since I knew me last
Gone too many dreams without my grasp
Gone is the being I once used to be

I once knew that man
That man that was me
I really did like him
Him as a person I want to be.

But something happened, something I know not
Something that took him, to where I know not
I know that he is gone, and "this" remains
Don't ask what "this" is
'CAUSE I DON'T F***ING KNOW'!!!

All I know is I don't feel real
I don't feel alive, like 'he' used to be

Where did I go? Why did I leave?
Why can't I come back? Why can't I be real?
A thousand questions puzzle my head
Only one answer.....I feel I am dead

What a shame, I can only feel void
I know it personally......
It's the only friend I have, the only thing I 'am'
Yes, I feel I am dead.

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Misfit

Good one misfit Lots of confusion going on there. You can almost feel the sense of panic.