• Sometimes i just suffer,
    Of a mind that not a soul really cares
    I ought to state that I am desirous,
    Just wondering why I have to be so diverse
    It hurts.
    I want to go elsewhere,
    Where I'm essentially favored by people
    Where they perceive me,
    And don't condemn me of my outer shell.
    Yes, I have a place, though not an ecstasy,
    Not presentable, no where near
    How can I tell that I am loved?
    Just by words of humanity?
    Depressing, I'm in an unusual planet from others
    So I could do with a different kind of love
    Connection and Comradeship
    With others.
    It's not fair, yet this world isn't
    Why was I given this body?
    Please let me keep on believing
    I would like to shed tears so hasten.
    Alter me,
    Make me soar, higher than ever before
    You have a life bursting with sun,
    And so hopefully mine has only just begun.