INFERIOR

The chance that I'd be noticed
Is not likely in this world
Even where I live my life
I'm out of place through written word

Looking through a narrow doorway
Only seeing what they need
Don't have to take the time to know me
Already formed their own belief
If I went through the arch of you
Would it be worth my name?

What I am is not what you
Think we all should be
Sadly I have not been made
Modelled on the way you feel
Forgive me
Forget me
With you I don't belong

I travel, till I'm different
Something I am doing wrong
But for me I understand the thoughts
I fit in perfectly alone


14/12/98