So quiet, yet so loud
The pitch for the thundering sound,
Some are close, some are far,
No one will understand
The truth lost in my mouth

No one will support me,
It is their turf,
I waited everyday to end,
But I lost all voice and say,
A person that will never be accepted

My partners says ‘No Heaven
Can be better than this’
Hell, it is. This is no Heaven.
But for my future I have to stay,
In this horrible no man’s land.

Timothy James Webster

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-173/