It's sad, being isolated in every sense of the word.
It's frustrated, knowing you are isolated in every sense of the word.
People actively stay AWAY from you, some even fear you.
It takes you back to the question, Are you afraid of the dark?
Yet, there are a few, god bless their souls, who are odd enough to aproach the social reject. Make him feel...normal.
Some even teach him to pretend to be normal in hopes he will wonday be normal.
I can't be what you want me to be, I can't do what you want me to do. Underneath it all, I am me.
And still the question presides,
who am I?
Losing the battle for power
Saturday, January 9, 2010
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