Red-Headed Step-Child
Ever felt the beat of that drummer
that makes the step just slightly out of sync.
Ever so slightly ahead, or behind
Every so often matching someone else's step
Only to miss the beat again.
Last chosen in dodge ball, slowest runner.
The odd-ball. Odd-(wo)man out with all
the clicks and groups. Lucky if one friend
passed through at odd times.
Pariah, quiet, soft-spoken, except for the
odd outburst here and there.
Perfect student, no trouble, eager to please.
Work at being accepted by those who will
never accept.
Hiding that difference only makes it
shine the brighter. Didn't you know?
Red-Headed Step-Child...can't fit in...
pitied by the cheerleaders.
Not smart enough to be a geek.
Not stupid enough to be a druggie.
How long to find that place to fit?
Poor little mis-fit, finally says
ENOUGH!
Enough "poor me", enough "No place", enough
"I tried"...
Quaths Yoda "Do. Or do not. There is no try."
So, the Red-Headed Step-Child is no more...
Red-Hot Mama...
Evilbadwrong