I'm about to have a psychotic break with reality except for I'm hanging on my a thread entitled: Spirituality But, who know if I even believe in anything anymore, except for my own individuality Can I accept that I'm different or should I strive for normality? Whatever the hell that is... Happiness is fake or the way people define it to me, at least... let me break be free to express myself in all the ways no one understands I'm labeled by everyone, including my own family just because I'm not the same I view things through my own eyes And no one else's Can't be understood They want to get me help They?Who.. For things no one can fix Because they've never been broken Just been part of me A token of My personality Character... ETcetera... Do I care Not really, But I'm still not used to the way people stare Everyone else can infiltrate And become part of the crowd I'll never be allowed but why would I want to associate With people who hate based on Appearance I'm hanging on But they already broke And are obviously long GONE
