A square peg, a very round hole
home had somethin' missing
it left them with a desire
to go home
while sittin' in their bedroom
feelin's were forbidden
talking about them
brought yelling
and blame their way
always wrong for feelin'
so many words to say
with no opportunity to speak
soon...
rudeness became the only tool
that allowed them to speak
there was no opportunity
for a quiet one to speak
They didn't belong
as years passed
the square peg no longer connected
the round pegs believed it round
still do
they believe they know square peg
clueless
to who square peg is
the truth
that they are but strangers in the night
would hurt them so
square peg was tired from being
the outsider
so it left
and made its own home
with square pegs
so they finally belonged
the round pegs
still don't know
and never will
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