Of course people will forget thee.
You will be left out.
The last man chosen on team.
You aren't a part of them.
You'll never be.
You don't speak their language.
You don't eat what they eat.
You can't connect at all;
That's how being out of place feels.

Let the hair fall over your face
Don’t speak, they won’t reply
It feels like you’ve been replaced
Try and let the days pass by

If you were to fall they wouldn’t see
You miss how they used to care
It’s not the way it used to be
A simple smile by now is rare

And in your head there’s only black
So tired of make believe
If you smile, they won’t smile back
Why don’t you just leave?

You’ll never be the way they are
Their level is just too hard
Just try and reach that social bar
And keep your feelings jarred

I'm back
I'm home again
but it doesn't feel like home anymore
It's awkward
I'm out of place
there are people around me
but I feel alone.
They keep on talking but not with me
I don't know if I pushed them away
or they pushed me.
I don't know whose fault it is.
Is it mine?
Is it yours?
Who should I blame?
This place?
Where am I again?

oh.. I'm home.

I'm a domino in a Lego house
And when not a Domino
A Lego
In a castle of cards

Or a card amongst Jenga bricks
And when not a card
A Jenga brick
In a game of Pick Up Sticks
  
Or a stick amongst Monopoly hotels
And if not a stick
A red hotel
In a game a Life

And if its a game of Life,
Then I'm falling behind,
And still picking up sticks.

Hard is a life you feel out of place in
You slide into the spaces but there are gaps along the edges
The light of doubt and insecurity shines through
If not here then where?

I was the happiest child
everyone called me naive
But as I grew up.

The happiness stayed
it took on a different form
I began to encapture people with my
sad happiness

I had a smile that could fit in anywhere
said my nana

You are so gracefully reserved
said my father

You have a shapeshifting soul
said my mother...
but the problem with a chameleon soul
Is you never can quite remember
your original color.