POETRY | PROSE

I feel like I'm drowning in my own misconceptions Or perhaps they're all failed attempts at affection However I swear that is not my intention To live in a state of constant neglect and Asking myself what happens next Or what actions of mine do I need to correct I know I'll never ever be perfect and I wish I was just someone's special person Knowing what it feels like to be chosen first and Loved without any other conditions Being someone who just automatically fits in But that vision is just horribly unrealistic And goes against my every instinct Makes me feel more alone and distant So I'll keep on my mask of a happy misfit Smile for the camera and appear content Baby steps walking on top of that fence Looking back over my shoulder and Seeing nothing as expected Perhaps it's time I just accept it Parties are always so overrated.