Sometimes I hate being me.
I hate being different, you see.
I know I've always been this way;
Not easy to understand.
I love to laugh and sing and play.
I love to make others feel that way.
So I joke and tease to let them know
How much I care. But for them, it's not there.
How can I know when I've said too much,
When I perceive it's the perfect touch.
But I've gone too far, and they don't approve.
Few think as I think. I feel so alone.
If I'm too impulsive today
I'll purposely shut down the next day.
But friends wonder why and what is wrong.
Oh! Help me to find where I belong!
I have longed for this my whole life.
Inside I struggle, so full of strife.
I don't like being different than everyone else!
I don't like feeling so alone!
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