Out of place.

Et lite dikt skrevet i en mattetime, ikke helt ferdig.

The sun is shining,
But the day is grey,
I should be smiling
but, I'm frowning anyway
everyone’s laughing
everyone's glad
I'm faking a smile
but I'm feeling so sad.

I’m not like the rest
I’m out of place
I want out of this mess
I want a life that makes sense
I’m not like the rest
I want out of this place
Can you take me away?
Can you help me escape?