Squares Upon a Broken Home

Squares, Squares
The game of four squares
With kings and queens
and maybe others
filled with laughter.
The joy of being crown,
the anger of being out,
but here I sit
on the sideline
watching others run by
with my back against a wall...

A wall, A wall
the place to play dodge ball.
Never could I be good enough,
never could I last long enough
with no skills and no friends
on the sidelines is where I stand
or sit..if I so choose
the place that I call my home





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