I remember it well the way you walked when I saw you the first time, magical like an enchanting.
I never spoke to you l,I didn't dare it

You spoke to me once, the sweet sound of your voice made me forget about the world. But even now I didn't dare to speak

Now all I do is wonder and think about what could have been if I only dared to talk
Talking so natural for some, so impossible for other's

We meant to spend today together
What a fool was I
Should have know it was too good to be true
Now I'm here again on my own
Lost my way again
Makes you think
Not the fun kind of thinking
At least I learned something
What a waste of time
But here are the voices again
Everything is gonna be alright
For a price that is
Something you used to do without:
Give up your sanity, life in the dark once again

i feel lonely,
i don't know why, with all my friends
surrounding me
being there for me
still i feel like a wolf who lost his pack
since you left i'm a different man
but without you
my life seems incomplete

Before I took up poetry,
I had no way to express myself
I didn't talk to other people,
They wouldn't care about how I felt
I've always found this difficult,
Uncomfortable to speak my mind
Ever scared to make a fool of myself
Of being judged and pushed aside
That I never spoke of my worries,
Not my doubts, or my fears
I kept them buried deep inside,
And ignored them all these years..

I don't remember when I started writing,
Only when I did, I wasn't scared
My thoughts no longer caged inside,
And my poetry I shared
Before I took up poetry
I was lonely, confused, and afraid
Poetry helped me find myself,
Brush aside old habits and forget mistakes
And slowly through my writing,
I'm healing every day
Poetry can save lives
Don't believe me but I'm proof of it all the same

What's a man without purpose,
Just wandering the surface of the earth,
Aimlessly and pointlessly,
Every day dying a little from the inside out,
Slowly turning into an empty shell,
An empty shell who give's up on the fight,
Until he becomes one with the surface he wandered for so long

at the borders of society we roam,
we who are not bound by stereotypes,
we who are not considered normal,
we who are considered the trash of this
world,
we who are weird and creepy or considered  crazy,
we who are ourselves no matter how hard we are pushed,
but together we are one, we stand stronger than they ever will.
because we know the pain they never will of being isolated from the world,
but we also know the joy and happiness of finding the same as us
we are different than most and we should take pride in it