May 9, 2018

you live your days on earth like everyone around you

loving, living and laughing, like everyone around you

yet their mirrors show something not quite the same

different

the way they treat you, talk to you, interact with you

just little, subtle hints you might be just a little off

some ‘thing’ they see but you don’t that marks you

different

and you start to wonder what may be wrong with you

start looking for ways you’re not like the rest of them

ways where you’re a little off from the rest of them

different

start looking for a reason why they think you’re odd

some justification for this strangeness that you feel

whenever you’re surrounded by them, yet stand alone

different

not quite fitting in and not knowing why you don’t

you see them speak the same, do the same, as you

yet they’re loved, appreciated, accepted, made use of

different

from how you feel, how they show you how you are

and so you look for reasons to explain this off-ness

because there must be, has to be, an explanation

different

and you find them, and they make sense, yet you know

you’re just digging yourself deeper, like a truck in the mud

capable of much, but stuck in a hole made larger by your

difference