Looking for a Locksmith

by PeeSwayzee
(Sioux Falls, South Dakota)

I feel like a lock without a key
A wet cigerette
The previous page of my journal
A bowl of melted ice cream

I feel like a lock without a key
Incabable of connecting
Sharing the warmth
In the way you need me to be

I feel like a forever outsider
A misfit to misfits
An ever evolving eccentric
A red reclusive spider

I feel like the world wont understand
That it's full of judges with gavels
Anxious to shove me into boxes
Overlooking the gold within the gravel