A WolfA Wolfby Dylan KingI am a wolf without its pack.I wonder if anyone will accept me for who I am.I hear people talking behind my back, as if afraid I might hear them.I see people walking past me without even a glance; like prey whom doesn't want to be seen.I want to be noticed, to be accepted!I am a wolf without its pack.I pretend like everything is fine when it's not.I feel like I'm walking in a winter wasteland without a soul in sight.I touch my chest, feeling the pain inside of me.I worry about everything people say about me.I cry out for attention, only to hear my voice echo.I am a wolf without its pack.I underst