Society’s Little Outcast

I’m the thorn among the roses,
The pebble in the sand.
I need someone to comfort me,
Someone to hold my hand.

More friends and fewer enemies
I’m livin in a world they didn’t make,
Constant loss and too many mistakes.
A Goddess on my knees begging you please,
Come save me from this workd, carry me to paradise
This little angel with broken wings, come help me fly up high

By Audrienna

I write, I sing, I dance, I act. That is my life. Often I feel very alone and much of that comes out in my writing. You'll probably notice that. Sometimes I feel like I have nobody, not even myself. That's when I write the best. So most of my stuff will probably be depressing and melodramatic. But deal with's just how I am.