19th October 2016

Prompt- 'A poor little outcast in the society' by thirteenhoursofpain

She watched from afar, as they laughed and played,

Yearning to be a part of the crowd.

No one saw her standing in the shadows,

Eyes glinting with unshed tears.

When the loneliness became too much,

She started talking to her own shadow.

Now she was not just a 'loser' but an 'insane loser'.

And she was now visible and such an easy target.

They took pleasure in imparting hurt and humiliation

And she no longer wanted to be a part of the vengeful crowd.

She realised she was different from them.

She was an outcast and a proud one at that.

Rushed!