Pained Poetry

She felt alone in every way; No one understood her pain. She was the wayward girl they say, The one who always went astray. She faced the bullies every day; They mocked her clothes and called her names. She wished that she could run away, But she had nowhere else to stay. She was the odd one out at home; They didn't understand her plight. They saw her as a misguided clone, But she had dreams and goals in sight. She dreamed of finding a new place, Where she could be herself and free, Where she could find some love and grace, And live in peace and harmony. She searched for meaning in her life; She tried different paths and roles. She faced many challenges and strife, But never gave up on her goals. She learned to love herself and grow; She found her voice and inner fire. She didn’t let the past define her, But forged ahead with hope and desire. She realized she was not alone; There were others like her too. She found a place where she belonged, Even if she feared it would all be taken. Not really sure why I felt the need to publish this, but it is my truth nonetheless. Maybe some of you guys can relate?