On The Outside Looking IN

Waiting to belong
Waiting and longing to be ok.
The ones around me have their place
Friendships, belongings, talent, acceptance from others.
I feel I am on the outside looking in
Looking to find my place in the circle
Looking to be rejoiced over.
Maybe I am not rejoiceable
That is what I hear
Leave, nobody really cares anyway
The tears always are coming
Grief, tears
Will this be my food?
Jesus,bread of life
Living water
Fill my cup