Undesirable
A Poem by Richard Broadstreet


You stare as if I am some freak,
You want to get away from me,
You find me undesirable,
Just like everyone else,
Why?

Why am I so hideous?
Is it the clothes I wear?
Is it the face at which you stare?
Is it the insanity that you can't bear?
Or is it all of the above?

I am undesirable to one and all,
I am sad and alone in this fucked-up world,
I am going insane due to this endless hell,
And still no one notices or cares,
All this because I am undesirable...