Nothing fits me, and it’s not about my clothes. Nothing fits me, and no one even knows. I am different, though it’s not about my hair. I am different, and I want someone to care. I feel lonely that nobody can see that I’m lonely because I am me. I can’t just change into something that will fit, I am different and that’s all there is to it. I hope that one day you will see, just how sad being different can be, I wonder, will there ever be a place for me.
Thank you Mickey for sending me your poem!
- What is it that doesn’t fit the author?
- Using an experience of your own, explain how does being different can make you feel lonely.
- How do you think you can overcome the feelings of loneliness and sadness? Who would need to change?
- Find and discuss links between the struggle of many Aboriginal people with their identity and feeling different.