Sketches

I was never a part of it, to be perfectly honest.
I thought I could join in.

I thought you would help me do that.

I thought you loved me, actually.

I thought a lot of things.
I thought I knew

A lot of things.
It turns out, I was wrong.
It always did seem like

I would never fit in.

But until the very end.
I still had hope.
And once that was crushed.
So was my poor,

Poor

Heart.