Somehow I just Don't Fit In...

I wrote a poem… about being me.

Somehow I just Don’t Fit In

Been this one’s teacher
And this one’s wife
Been this one’s kid
And this one’s whole life
Been this one’s friend
And this one’s strife

Somehow I just don’t fit in…

I don’t know how to be
I don’t know who I am
I’ve tried everything
That I possible can
I’ve tried being honest
I tried stealing your man
But somehow I just don’t fit in…

Been educated
And acted so dumb
Been a churchgoer
And been on the run
Been a tea totaller
And a marijuana smoker
But somehow I just don’t fit in….

I’ve tried everything
That I know how to use
Too many faces
I don’t know how to choose
I’ve tried wearin’ no shoes
I’ve tried singing the blues
But somehow I just don’t fit in…

I’ve got lots of rights
Why am I judged by my wrong
I wear a plastic smile
Pretending to be strong
I walk for miles
The road is so long
And somehow I just don’t fit in…

Somehow I just don’t fit in….

Why don’t I just… fit in?