Misfits

Misfits we are, Be we half-fit, A bit fit or Not fit. But here we are and here we sit (Or lie, depending on The level of misfit and unfit we are) With our cannulas in And ready for the drip drop drips Again. We waiting and wondering misfits, Wanting/dreaming/praying and hoping To be drip drop fit again... Maybe? I am proud to be Numbered among them; They inspire me, My fellow misfits, With their worn and frayed Spirit and determination, Trying to put off The goodbyes.