Wanderer

A person who doesn't belong anywhere. Wandering in the belief that there is hope for the fear to disappear. But never,he will never find it. He's trying to fit in,he wears their feathers even drinks their drinks. It never works,there is always something different. He's alway different. That's his individuality,the miracle of God. The core saying all of you are different. So he wanders with a sad face,always sitting in the corner. Even when he has everything needed,the world doesn't see him. Pretending that he loves and hates and hates and loves. Even then it's no use. He wanders in the sand,sweaty in the sun. The wanderer,always there,in so many places. His soul wanders in the stars.

E.B.S.