I was just there
waiting for the one
the one to understand
understand and share my pain
until one day I lost all hope
I thought I was
was too damaged to be fixed
but I never wanted fixing
I needed understanding
I did not wish this upon myself
why won't anyone understand?
I wished to be like them
but I was not them
I was me
the damaged girl
the girl of all judgment
watching the rest of the world
loathe me for being me
calling me stuck up
stuck up in my little bubble
I want someone want understands
is that too much to ask?
what has the world to offer me
other than judgment and despise
I sat and said bitterly
"I did not choose to be this way
why won't anyone understand?"
F