Once, What Was

• Kiara Auddino , Grade 12
• Poetry
• 2016

Isolated and alone, scourging for company;
I have been ignored, like I was sent to Coventry.
Abandoned and lost, no place for my soul;
I tried to fit in, but it has taken its toll.
I was left out, dis-included most times;
I once walked behind them now I make my own lines.
The depression cuts deep, it's like salt in a sore;
Loneliness hurts and cools you down to your core.
I don't belong to the places I go;
I am not wanted, this I do know.