Displaced

This is what they would've felt

displaced to linger on -

Displaced – my heart feels

its pressure that's set on

making me feel forlorn

Left out visibly in the rat race

I struggle to keep up the pace.

Cells torn and old - they

slowly realize what's on hold.

Unfamiliar faces gaze at you

and not a single one to smile at you!

After running so long a mile

I've lost to be agile.

Who made the days not to gain

No one understands the pain!