Why am I always crying? Everyone around me is always so lighthearted and upbeat laughing and talking and smiling and I'm just sitting off to the side with a sour look on my face, feeling like I'm on the outside peering in, like I don't belong. What is their secret? What are they doing that I'm not? Why can't I just be like everyone else? What's wrong with me? Why can't I be happy?!
I don't care If this poem is just me going on another one of my rants when I'm upset. I like to record my feelings.