I was the kid sat against the wall, the outcast .the one who didn't get it .
Later in life being screamed at but not getting it .
Isolated and secretive .
Can't Seem to love .
Blanket weight becomes a battle, light touch horrible, strip lights make me feel ill .
I either feel freaked out by unknown things or feel numb to the normal.
Sick of trying to work it out .
The right moment never arrives .
Life must be more simple than this
Later in life being screamed at but not getting it .
Isolated and secretive .
Can't Seem to love .
Blanket weight becomes a battle, light touch horrible, strip lights make me feel ill .
I either feel freaked out by unknown things or feel numb to the normal.
Sick of trying to work it out .
The right moment never arrives .
Life must be more simple than this