The Struggle.

Its not the same for everyone.

Some face this daily.

Some may never witness it.

While my struggle is myself.

I'm saying this out of fear, as if someone would be listening,

But i know im alone.

23 years and counting, just another night feeling im the last person on Earth.

Sure i have urges to get out and socialize.

But i live in constant state of fear.

The fear of no one liking me because im different.

Should i be guilty for this...

The truth is I'm not different not one bit.

23 years of trying to stand out and break the mold of the norm.

I look around and realize I'm the product of modern society.

While we often lose ourselves to try and become different,

we tend to forget what makes us different in the first place.