Picked From The Rest

By Rimmi Kaur

I was bullied my whole life.

Have no friend, that survived.

All alone on this planet.

Even Earth has a moon by its side.

I imagine how it must feel like.

To have someone to judge others by.

Instead was a toy, was played with, manipulated.

Had to pretend like it was a hay day.

From befriended on Sunday.

To be betrayed on Monday.

Oh my god, what a fun day!

Why don't you get done and just laugh in my face?

Maybe then I will realize,

That I am not a card of this deck.

Will always be picked from the rest.

So it's high time I don't feel suppressed.

So get on a boat far away from the shore.

To the sea full of possibility.

But I would have to dive in,

To find what is within.

Maybe it is the risk, the frog you have to kiss.

By Rimmi Kaur