Living on the out side always looking in,,seeing all the things i can not touch,seems to be a way of life for me....I once remember a time when i had a small stream of sunshine hitting down on me,,it was a window, a window of hope,but lasted just i second or two..a tease you might say,,,life laughing back at me....being on the out side always looking in, meens a freedom that most don't have,,but the price we pay is a lonley and some times bitter place to be from day to day.. I tell my self that some day i'll know how to fit in, but for now it seems being on the out side ,always looking in will be the lonely life i'll lead...
