I look back at everything I wrote,
think on how all those emotions had past
But they are still here.
I'm a different person
everyone around me is the same though,
no perspective can make it better,
this strange situation.
We are different people
these are different situations
While I look for a way out,
everyone is trying to find a way
to keep me locked in.

I'm always going to be fighting back
always in different ways,
against different persons.

But you are all the same.
You say you aren't the same,
that you aren't like them.

You are,
you always have been.