I reached out to

Grasp tightly

The hands of

Love and joy,

But my fingers,

They slipped

Once more.

_Try again,_

I told myself…

_Try and you’ll_

_Succeed!_

I left the house

To go for a walk

Through the neighborhood,

Praying that I

Would find a friend

Along the way…

_I didn’t._

Maybe _today_

Just isn’t _my_ day!

I went to school

And we had

A group project…

I tried to join

A group,

But they said I was

Too weird

To work with them…

They said

I was a

_Freak_.

_Love and joy_

__

_Slipped away_

__

_Again._

Everyone else

Seems to have

An easier time

Grasping the hands

Or love and joy,

But they always

Slip

Away from me.

_Just me…_

__

So desperately I try,

Too many reasons why

I need their hands,

I need their warmth…

But they always seem to

Slip…

Slip…

Slip…

_Away from me._