I went through a rollercoaster of emotions during my teenage years and often felt like a bit of an outcast. This one was written on 1 April 1992 when I was 14.
Lonely, my heart is broken
Regretting the words I’ve spoken
Confused, hopeless, trapped in a sea of dreams
Unknowing, yielding the shades of the past
Forever it will last
Like a storm cloud on a summer’s day
Like rain in the month of May
That is my loneliness
That describes me
Unwanted. Unneeded. An outcast of society
Maybe it was destined to be this way
Maybe no one knows or cares
But deep within my heart it hurts
As does the pain it bears
