The outcast

I, it's me
I don't fit anywhere
Everywhere I go
Everything I do alone
The last one of the group
The one walking behind
Never count as one of them
The weird's coming
…
Trying to catch the joke
But I fake laugh, again

Autism? stimming
My bell rang I profound
Heavy dreams
searching for
I rather smoke alone at all

Liked to try and to find
Now I feel like I don't belong
Small talks got me nowhere
Like they don't like who I am
And now I wonder why do I try
to be somewhere I can never fit
But I throw this all away
And I promise you to be happy again
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