Misfits

Broken down hearts

Missing pieces

Unfinished arts

Incomplete faces

Putting wrong pieces

Just to fill the hole

Cutting down parts

Just to feel whole

Shoved to places

Where they don't belong

Walking with others

But still feel alone

Misfits of society

Who're just strung along

People's lies and depravity

Slowly make them strong

Numb to everything

With a smile on they're face

They feel hate for everything

Even for their own ways