Boxes

It surprises me
That misbelonging is not a word
Because it feels so familiar to me
All these boxes that I can’t fit
Lay out by others
Only to realize one’s too small, too big, too wide
Maybe it’s the reason for why I can’t sit still
Because I’m not meant to
Someday I’ll find one where I fit
But today I’ll pass

 

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