This piece may come off as a little immature.
This may be, because I am writing about my childhood and teenage years here.
- Different
(Poem by me)
When I play truth or dare
I am dared to go home
When I throw a birthday party
I end up completely alone
When I meet others
I feel little joy hardly
So stressed, I feel terribly depressed
It is intense, nothing makes sense
Alone, I snuggle into my covers
I am promised, that they will text me
Years later, I am still waiting
Maybe I am liked by some
But I am not wanted by anyone
It is all so frustrating
This is what I get for apathy
I am part of social situations
But not a member
Everyone I meet seems to know secret rules
That I have never heard of
Talking to me, they do not seem interested
Maybe I am simply not cool
Politely, they only put up with me
They hope, that someone better will show up
Even by rejects, I am rejected
They have a separate groupchat
Only difference is my absence
In there, they organise fun days
As I patiently stare at my empty display
So I leave wordless
I wish I already knew that
Because I found their happy memories
In forms of pictures months later
I cannot pick up on any social cues
All I see, is a bunch of traitors
I cannot fit in with any groups
Not aware of social taboos
By conclusion, I deserve exclusion
So embarrassed, when I think of that
Truthfully, I am hurt and confused
Wrong puzzle piece, stop crying
No need to pity yourself
You will never be a part of them
Will you face more judgement?
Or will you stay deaf?
Either way, stop trying
[Written in: 10/01/2024]
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Poesía♦️♦️♦️ A collection of my songs and poems. From 2023 and onwards. They are free to interpret. I removed my other collection with my earlier works. They just no longer reflect me as a person and as an artist. Disclaimer: Some of them tell fictional s...
