Belong

Do you ever feel like you don’t belong?
Like your life is a jig saw puzzle and you’re the uneven chipped piece
Or how when you see your friends
Your place is just there
A stranger walks past and thinks what a nice group
Or your family is sitting down and you come in
And they may as well tell people in conversation
They have no daughter
You want to cry out
The heart is cracked
Numb
But your lips are closed
Unable to form words
Because you wonder maybe the world is better off without you
Because at this moment
There are 6,470,818,671 people in the world
More or less 6 million
Six billion souls are in the world
Some are finding the cure for cancer
One is the president
Some are athletes
Some are writers
What’s one less in the world?
What is the world with the absence of me?
Is time still?
Will there be silence?
Or will my soul be a ghost and slither away
Silently without a word or a murmur
And no one knowing- if any- about my imprint in others heart
Or will I be just like the mark when slapped is red but disappears after a few seconds