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I want to talk to someone who understands my lack of understanding as much as I do

What a bold statement that doesn't make an ounce of sense

This is how I feel when I think about that one thing

I feel like I'm the only one

Because I'm the only person I really know

I've been wondering if I'm not a real person

Maybe I was placed on the wrong planet

Is that why I can't agree with anyone?

It's just one word with different meanings to different people

I guess mine happens to be the least common

It haunts me at random moments but I'm too scared to specify

How embarrassing that I can't relate

How stupid that I turn away from people

Just because they fit the normality

They all say that they're outcasts

But they don't know what I feel like

They don't know how I want to run away just because of one word

Just because of one concept

Just because of one action

Just because of one song

Why does it seem so heartless to me

When it's the one thing everyone is supposed to need?

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