Outcast
I feel like such an outcast, just like this song which is from the Phantom of the Opera, sung by Gerry Butler. I feel like no matter how hard I try, I'll never be the old Katie anymore. I never thought I'd go through this much pain from losing my Gramps. I haven't cried lately, but now I can't stop. I want this pain and emptiness to go away. I want to be myself and I'm trying, but its so hard because I see Gramps everywhere.
Maybe I am an outcast, I don't think my friends care. The only ones that I know do care are my roomie Jess and Sam, Jenna and Vinny from St Joe's (by the way thanks to all 4 of you) because all of them have come up to me and listened to me as I talked and cried. Anyone else? Because I do want/need to talk about this. I just don't know who to go to.
The only good news to report is this I'm applying for a summer job as a camp counselor. I think it'd be good for me.
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears
Shamed into solitude
Shunned by the multitude
I learned to listen
In my dark, my heart heard music
I long to teach the world
Rise up and reach the world
No one would listen
I alone could hear the music
Then at last, a voice in the gloom
Seemed to cry, "I hear you"
But we know fears
Your torment and your tears
She saw my loneliness
Shared in my emptiness
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears
No one would listen
No one but her
Heard as the outcast hears