Left Out

Wanting to be with you.
Something that's not new.
The desire to fit in.
Feels like a sin.
I'm not in the loop.
The peerless of your group.
An invisible dividing line.
Although it's shining fine.
The message is clear.
I'm not allowed near.
You give me that glare.
From all the way over there.
Leaving me standing cold.
The loneliness takes hold.
It pains me to realize.
I'll never be equal in your eyes.