औत्सिदेर poem

Hearing the cultural songs
Seein' the dance of steps
Smelling the great gyro
The feeling of the city so safe and pertecting
With no cops only people enjoying life

Joyful riding the carnival rides
Moving along happy to win a toothbrush

People looking at me strangely
Woundering who I am
To me i'm Gabriel
But what am I to them
Am I a joke? an outsider? A misfit

No!! i'm just me a person just like them
After being looked at weird,with a lazy eye
Feeling as if I entered
Such a different world