I'm not some hero of a comic book, or the protagonist in a movie. I'm not even the bad guy or a bully in a book. I feel like I'm a background character of my own story and in anyone's story for that matter. I may say one thing, have one line, but that's it . . . . I'm not important enough to have a name or be a complex character.
I'm just . . . me. I'm that emo teenager. I'm that nerd. I'm that geek. I'm that Weeb. I'm that athlete. I'm that gay kid. I'm that . . . weirdo . . . .
I'm a loner, an outcast, a black sheep. I'm a weirdo. I can't fit in with most clicks 'cause I also have parts of me that "click" with other people from different clicks. And I'm too prideful to hide a part of my self away.
I want to fit in. Even though I act like I don't care. I act as though, I like being different. As if, I like not fitting in. As if, I like being "unique". As if, I like being an outcast. As if, I like being a loner. As if, I like . . . being a weirdo . . . .
YOU ARE READING
Me.
PoetryIt's a poem about me. Not me as in who I am, but as in what I am as a human being.