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My life is full of pain, I look up at the dark sky and wonder why?
Why does everyone treat me like dirt?
Why won't people like me for who I am?
Just thinking about it is overwhelming in sadness.
Why do I have to be so different?
Why can't I just be a normal person?
Not to have to worry if a person likes me or not.
I sometimes wonder is it the way I dress or the way I act, or just how I talk?
I don't know how I can stay in this world without drowning in the lake of life.
I look down at the pond in front of me as a tear splashes down my face and into my simmering reflection.
Why don't people like me?
As I think of this I hear laughter in the distance of pure joy,
I get a longing that is hard to explain,
All I want is to belong somewhere,
I don't care where but Somewhere....
By: Stephanie