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Essay: "On the Edge"

On the Edge

I have always lived here no matter where I may have been
Always on the edge always looking in
Maybe with a different name but still the same ole town
Always on the edge I am to be found
Alone I stand and I watch the world go by
Always on the edge until the day I die
Even in a crowd standing there all-alone
Always on the edge wishing to go home
I know no other life than the one I've always had
Always on the edge whether or not I was good or bad
How this came to be no one ever said to me
Always on the edge questioning my sanity
Only two friends have ever been with me
Always in the edge with pain in misery
I guess when its time to go and I give my final wave
I'll always be on the edge even in my grave
I guess it's not so bad from where you may stand
I'm the one who's on the edge questioning who I am
I watch you mostly on along never paying and heed
To those on the edge who may be in need
Have you ever wondered what it was like
To live on the edge each of every night
It's been interesting in a sad sort of way
Always on the edge each and every day