The Outcast

This is a poem I wrote back in March of this year:

Crashing Burning Falling fast
He knows it just wont last.
Crashing Burning Falling near
Doesn’t think they’ll shed a tear.

All his friends have cast him out
Not waiting for another bout.
There’s a fire burning deep inside
They don’t care about his pride.

His friends say they like him
They even say they love him.
He knows the truth,
its impossible to hide.

They used to be his friends
Now they just ignore him.
They used to tell him everything
Now they tell him nothing.

All alone in this great big world
He wanders an Outcast.
Trust is lost, faith is gone
All that’s left is one’s own power.

No one wants him, no one cares.
They leave him out of the loop
Don’t want to give him the scoop.
Don’t even realize that he is now THE OUTCAST.