VICTIM OF SOCIETY
Out of time
Out of place
A misfit part
Of the human race
Outside the rules
Inside his mind
Who lives with the fear
That he’s one of a kind
From broken hearts
To broken dreams
There is nothing left
But silent screams
The hidden tears
From lonely pain
A mere matter of time
Till but a shell remains
For behind the fragile walls
Lie all the broken pieces
That will never fit together
In a game that never ceases
written 1998
