Inside this shell are two,
Who I am, and the one who speaks to you.
I’m so confident, intelligent inside,
But when I speak that person will hide.
The frustration and anger is sealed,
When who I really am, is never revealed.
The humiliation and fear I keep,
It’s locked away inside so deep.
I practise how to talk, what to say.
It all comes out wrong on the day.
I come crushing down like a ton of rubble,
I think I’ll stay safe here in my bubble.
This planet all seems so wrong,
There must be another place where I belong.
I try to be like them………. but I’m not
Perhaps like E.T. I’m the one they forgot.
So……..I’ll sit and reflect as the world goes by.
Breathe in and swallow yet another sigh.
There’s not a lot that I can do,
Because normal to me, is not being like you.