The Outsiders Poem
It's like being a new born child
A place I've never been before
This feeling...
Is making me shy and scared
Temples with decorations on it
Telling me what it means
I don't quite get it
It's confusing...
Roaming through the mall
Analyzing this item
It looks like an antique
It doesn't look like from the present
People taking pictures of it
Smiling, talking, and laughing with joy
It made me feel lonely
I don't know where to go
I feel lost...
I want to fit in
But it is not easy
It'll have to take time
Just to get used to all this
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