I have no super powers
No special gift or talent
I am a plain flower
Struggling through the seasons
Yet to bloom
When times get rough
I switch off
I see
I hear
I understand
I feel annoying
I feel socially awkward
I isolate myself
Alone with my demons
Music
Chemicals
My thoughts, no matter how obscure
They are mine, authentic and false
I cuddle my teddy and gold, my cat