Little joys of not fitting in

I did not fit in,
With the strong guys who played Sports,
Or the small guys who played
Computer games.

I belonged to that long tail,
Of kids,
Who spent their time reading,
Or drawing, or making.
Creating.

I did not fit in.
And so it was during forced games,
I was picked in diplomat roles,
To keep the peace of the games

I did not fit in,
And so it was during fights,
That I was made to sit in between,
The warring boys to keep the peace.

It was in one such game,
When two guys were fighting over,
The cutest girl the class had seen,
I was made to sit in between the boys.

When she came upto me to chat,
I pushed her away with words.
I don't fit in and probably,
Never will in her life either.