Grant a voice

I wasn’t a solitudinarian,

Always up and about,

Meeting people, visiting places,

Up and about,

Now, I have been carved,

A mythical creature’s design,

A design they deemed desirable.

I wasn’t a solitudinarian,

I am on the lookout, now,

Of a person to talk to,

While, they just stand in awe of my uncommon self,

I try to belong,

I try to speak,

I try to wave,

Amongst them, yet aloof,

Standing in the Sun, all day,

Isolated,

Burns me inside out,

Burnout,

Grant a voice, I want to talk.

90 words.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Sadje for hosting What do you see challenge # 80 . Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting Reena’s Exploration Challenge # 184, the prompt word is Burnout. Thank you Sammi Cox for hosting Weekend Writing Prompt Challenge # 208, prompt word is solitudinarian and word limit is 90 words…