I'm pretty sure no one worries about the same things I do
That's why I can't bring myself to speak
I'm hiding it all so no one calls me crazy
I don't want to hear the truth if that's the case
You can't make me say it
But I feel it so strongly
Something's wrong with me, don't tell me it's a lie
I know my brain isn't normal
It turned me into an alien
What I'm trying to say is this:
The world doesn't make sense to me
And I don't get why no one thinks the same thoughts as me
Something matters a lot
And no one else notices
I believe I'm the only one who cares
When it comes to something specific
I just won't admit it 'cause I'd be avoided even more
Don't pretend to know the real me
You have no clue what my heart is up to
Even when someone relates to me,
It's only by a fraction of feeling
Then I notice it only matters a little bit to you
When it still means infinity to me
YOU ARE READING
Lyssa's Poem Book
PoetryJust me ranting about my feelings through poetry, because why not?