A Lonely Day Poem

Can you tell me how,
Can you tell me why,
I have to spend my time,
With me, myself, and I?

Forever never acknowledged,
Always picked last,
Always proclaimed "normal",
Disappearing, oh, so fast.

No hands to grab hold of.
No one to hang around.
No friends to call my own.
I'm beaten to the ground.

By W0nT0n