Misfit

Cut from a different cloth
lives in a different world
his thoughts are from a different era
he is very different from us

Not a part of the herd
stands out for himself
doesn’t belong to a flock
follow his own tune
can never be a party pleaser

Can never be owned
has a mind of his own
his personality has a different style
he surely will end up alone

Lives life in his own stride
won’t bow down to anybody
can never be an apprentice
an eccentric, an oddball
He is just, plain and simple finicky

He has his own clan
a misfit between us
a bohemian at heart
bookworm
or hopeless romantic

He is a loner, a survivor
He isn’t a you or me
How many ways have you been labeled before
If you don’t fit in the society?

Photo by salvatore ventura on Unsplash