I talk less and observe more, antisocial they say,
I hate going out, I hate the feeling of being normal
Laughing and pretending like everything is fine
I hate that feeling, what does that even mean, to feel?
To love, to care I hate those words
I feel me when I am in my mind, I recognize me when
I am alone
When I am around people, I overthink until I feel depressed
I hate it when I look at you twice because my mind isolates you
From everybody else,
It takes off to this strange place that I still don’t know up to now
I also hate it when people notice me, that moment I feel like
Invading your simple cranium and erase myself but I can’t
I hate that I have to be different to feel normal.
@Garikai_99
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