i dont know what to do with myself.
i dont fit.
no matter where it is
that i place myself.
i have little to give
and what i do is way too simple.
i have trouble connecting
and feel alone always.
i dont know why im so different,
but know that i always have been.
i dont see the world the way others do
and in truth, i never ever want to.
im stuck right now,
between worlds and wishes,
dreams and reality,
goals and chores,
and im usually too tired to pick up the pace
enough to make it anywhere at all.
and when all is said and done,
i just want to be held
the problem is,
i also want
to be understood.