Fit In

The other kids romped around the playground;

Their voices cheerful, filled with joy.

I sat nearby, gloomily on the bench.

Watching them.

Should I ask to go play?

Would they let me?

I could see them as my new friends.

Envisioning hide-and-seek,

Playfully among the trees.

Suspended on the swings,

High in the air.

Side by side.

A smile stretching upon my face.

But today, like any other,

I just watched the other kids play.

Knowing well enough, I wouldn't fit in.

Reviews

[Draven]

A great read, I must say. And I know how that feels by far.

[A. Amos]

Simply splendid, enjoyed the read and thanks for sharing

[jacob erin-cilberto]

your poems, at least what i have read so far, really delve into that sad state of mind of not fitting in...or at least feeling as if don't--

i have often felt this way...different...and that even those who do mingle with me aren't really my friends...in the end, i have felt this alone.

riveting write.

[Blue]

I pity the kid. I pity me, too, because I am very much like the kid. Throw me in the crowd and I'll never fit in. Often, I ask myself, "What's wrong with me?" and then I answer with self-defeating thoughts explaining myself as a horrible person who will never be loved, or accepted, by anyone. However, I found out that it's very unhealthy and it shuts people out. It's never helping me become a better person. So, I resolved to think in a different way and now I don't really try hard to fit in. Instead, I accepted myself for being an introvert but I make an effort to get along well with people.

Anyway, this is a good poem which, I think, many can relate to. After all, many have been 'that' kid once (or probably more) in their lifetime.

Just few minor things:

"I sat nearby, gloomily on the bench."

You can write it this way:

"I sat gloomily nearby, on the bench." or "I sat nearby, gloomily, on the bench." or "I sat nearby, on the bench, gloomily." (It depends on the emphasis but I think you're trying to stress the word 'gloomily' so my best suggestion is this: I sat on the bench, gloomily. I deleted 'nearby' because I don't know where to put it without making the sentence sound awkward.)

And

"I just watched the other kids play.
Knowing well enough, I wouldn't fit in."

should be

"I just watched the other kids play,
knowing well enough, I wouldn't fit in."

I hope I'm making sense. :) Have a great day, Emily!

[MsJewel]

This is one of those poems that just curls right up in my heart... I can relate to that feeling of not fitting in..being the new kid..You have described that feeling of insecurity so well in just a few words.
Outstanding writing.

:) Julie

[icelandicblue]

It is hard to be different. We give a lot of mouth service to being yourself and that everyone should be accepted but I see it does not happen. I teach 4th grade and try so hard to help those square pegs celebrate their uniqueness while still strategically placing desks and partners on projects so that students can see the differences as something to celebrate and not something to shun. Kids cannot do it on their own they need guidance and love.

[Saddam]

But today, like any other,
I just watched the other kids play.
Knowing well enough, I wouldn't fit in.

we had left our childhood, so let see your back by your kids. Great read dear. Wonderful poem.