We sit in darkness and we
Wonder if there is anyone like us. If
Anyone is ever the same kind of broken,
The same kind of misfit to where
We fall together and stay there
Forever. That’s all that we’ve
Ever been, a generation of misfits
That is trying to find our own
Piece of the society without ever
Possibly realizing that we were
Never built to fit the puzzle and
We were never meant to conform
To the norm. We were always
Meant to be the puzzle piece that
Had one too many jagged edges, we
Were always meant to be the
Light that shone too bright.
None of us were meant to fit
The obscene moulds, we were
Always meant to break free because
Who ever meets someone and gets
Excited because they’re just like me?
©Uwais Coetzee
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Matriculant 2018
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