X-sapiens

I'm the beauty you ignored in the corner
I'm the one you discarded as weak
Grown up with the hooker and stoner
You pass somehow through the week
Not born to be great
just born a loner
Not born to hate
you're born to be former
former Miss Prom Queen
former King of the street
former angel and pre-teen
you made Outcast Fleet
Privy to dirt you forgot cleansing power
standing firm up on your feet
you stepped over each flourishing flower
All the tears people shed
are part of what you hid in the corner
pieces of humanity stuck in your head
you may conceive your life is in order
or...maybe...just maybe you're dead