Misfit Me

Many lonely years ago,
I set my mind to try,
To find a friendly place to be,
But I always failed to fly.

I never did quite lift off,
Into the lofty sky,
‘cause there never was a ray of hope,
And that brought water to my eye.

I cast away the shyness mine,
and mingled here and there,
But no matter how I tried,
My life was always bare.

As for every one I’ve ever known,
They always went away,
Yes, some stayed a little while,
But they’re all gone today.

I should give up and disappear,
And I’d do that today,
If not for all the trouble,
That would surely come my way.