I know it's hard.
Feeling the things you do.
I have those feelings.
As if the world is against you.

It's not sadness.
It's not anguish.
I know it feels hollow.
I know it feels empty.

I relate to how you feel.
And, it's hard to try.
Sometimes you're depressed.
Feeling there is no reason why.

People tell you it's a phase.
People say it will pass.
But you don't belong.
Honestly, it will last.

Sometimes it hurts.
Sometimes you cope.
It's all meaningless.
You'll want to choke.

You are important.
A importance they cannot understand.
There is a uniqueness.
A uniqueness they don't comprehend.

Just because you fall behind.
Just because the weight is on your back.
Doesn't mean you're garbage.
Doesn't mean you're useless.
Quite the opposite.

You are traveling through darkness.
A journey that takes a toll.
The average person won't recognize.
They truly just don't know.

Please don't give up.
Please stay yourself.
Don't let them change you.
Because, they will.

You are the conscious.
The feelings of this world.
Though they delude you.
You have to hang on.