Writing Prompt Wednesday #40

Misfits: How it feels when you don’t belong in a group of others. https://thinkwritten.com/poetry-prompts/

Out of place.
I long to fit in,
To have a purpose,
To feel comfortable in my own skin.

I’m a misfit.
A fish out of the sea.
Oh when will I find,
The place I long to be.

I think this every day,
Every second, every minute.
I long for a change.
I don’t know how to begin it.

I look across the room.
For a moment, time stands still.
A girl meets my eye, gives a smile.
Down my spine I feel a chill.

I smile back and wave.
I see her, I see her face.
Blue eyes, like the ocean
And I’m no longer out of place.