Why do I feel so different?

I can't fit in well. I tried. But it just does not work.

You can't force me to fit in.

Because it does not work that way.


Am I trying too hard?

Am I trying too hard?


This shouldn't be happening.

Because it never happened until now.

The light did not reveal you imaginary no more.

Instead I still see you trapped, not wanting to come out and greet me.


I must not try too hard.

This should come naturally.