It’s funny how it works
you never fit in
with the rednecks or the rockers
the nerds or the jocks or the drama kids
not even with kids who quote movies until they have
an incessant private language
but you work and work at it
to at least stop looking so out of place
to at least quiet the loudest laughter
to get left, finally, and at long last, the fuck alone
Until
one day you are (alone), and the only place left
that you’re out of place
and on the outside
and being judged
is inside your own head
and, suddenly, David Byrne
is smarter than anyone you’ve ever met
my god, what have I done, indeed
letting the days go by
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