Proud Social Outcast

Countless days passing by

Of me walking around the brick and mortar halls of high school

Thoughts running rampant inside my mind 

"Why am I not like anyone else?"

"Why must I be cast aside?"

Oh, if only people would take the time to get to know me!

Feeling like I deserved better

Wanting to belong somewhere

So frustrated one day that I decided to put my feelings down on a screen

Typing exactly how I felt with the speed of lightning

Thinking I was done after my last line putting myself down

All of a sudden I started to encourage myself through what I was typing 

It was like a conversation I was having with myself

A second wind of momentum

I realized that being like everyone else damages me

It hurts my mystique

"I'll never fit in and I have to accept that!" I typed. 

This poem is about: 
Me

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