Misfits and Freaks,
I know them by name.
Because they and I,
are one in the same.
Their backs are all turned,
when we disclose,
our true other self.
The discussion’s now closed.
Then we retreat,
to our own little sphere.
To them it’s just like,
we were not ever there.
dead beat poet 
There will come a day when we all choose to convene in the same arena. Strength in numbers when we realize the shared goals and the magnitude of the cause. Uniting no longer isolating. Nice write.