Outcast are all around

We are different not for good

I am a outcast

I am not proud

I am not brave

I am not bold

I am not smart

I am not cold

I am human for that we are the same

I am not okay don’t ask me if I’m fine

I am not bad or good I’m in between

No one knows what to do

I am an outcast

I am not proud

I am not brave

I am not bold

I am not smart

I am not cold

What I am is an outcast

I am ...

My little nose is frozen

Ice cold like my genie’s hart

You rub a lamp three times

And a little genie pops out

My little nose still ice cold

Twinkled to certain delight

Everything around was cold as ice

The cold genie is here

The cold genie grants three wishes

Three wishes indeed

But all three are not what they seem

I rubbed the lamp so I have three wishes

I wish for warmth

He puts everything ...

There is not enough rain in Oklahoma to wash the sins out of that house. Her mom is a angle in the ground. Her dad later there passed out on the couch. She heard the sirens screaming out. Some people call it taken shelter she called it sweet revenge. There is not enough wind in Oklahoma to rip the nails out of the past. Every brick every board every slamming door blown away. Every tear soaked whis...