I pull at my hair
And scratch at my skin
You ask me why
I don't even know where to begin
The curls in my hair are all wrong
The colour orange just doesn’t belong
My skin looks all weird colours and mottled
The feelings inside I keep up and bottled
There is no reason for my depression
I find it hard to show my expression
I escape into the word of fiction
I stay so long it becomes an addiction
Being who I am doesn’t conform
To what others consider the social norm
People who know my sexuality
See me as an abnormality
I get terrified when in a crowd
Everyone just always seems so loud
I cling to people like a leach
My voice is weak without freedom of speech
I wish I could be normal
But that would just abnormal
I wish I could learn to accept
But in that I am so inept
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 10:00 PM UTC
I pull at my hair
And scratch at my skin
You ask me why
I don't even know where to begin
The curls in my hair are all wrong
The colour orange just doesn’t belong
My skin looks all weird colours and mottled
The feelings inside I keep up and bottled
There is no reason for my depression
I find it hard to show my expression
I escape into the word of fiction
I stay so long it becomes an addiction
Being who I am doesn’t conform
To what others consider the social norm
People who know my sexuality
See me as an abnormality
I get terrified when in a crowd
Everyone just always seems so loud
I cling to people like a leach
My voice is weak without freedom of speech
I wish I could be normal
But that would just abnormal
I wish I could learn to accept
But in that I am so inept
I'm really tying to accept all my flaws and things that I don't like about my self. So many people no matter who they are or where they live are not happy with who they are. We all just need to learn to accept others and our selves despite our flaws.
