Strangers

[FlowerOfMoon]

Don’t look at me that way.
I don’t want to know what you think of me.
Actually I already know it. – You think I’m strange.
Everybody thinks that I’m a stranger.
Maybe it’s true?
I feel, their eyes are following me – everywhere I go.
Eyes are hunting me; although I hide and make me small,
there are always glances which are catching me.

Don’t prejudice me.
I know some kind of people don’t like me.
But I understand these people very well.
I don’t like me too.
I don’t want to be this “me”.
I want to be somebody else.
I always wanted to be the girl that I wasn’t.
But I can’t change myself –
and that makes me helpless.

Sometimes I feel alone.
Also when people are standing around me –
This makes me feel lonelier.
I can’t talk to them.
Talking is something that I have forgotten long time ago.
But I don’t need it anyway,
because nobody talks to me.
I feel strange when there are people around me –
talking to each other.
 

Some of you will be wondered, that I also have friends.
Yes, I have… – a few.
We laugh a lot, like normal people do.
But when they aren’t around, I feel alone and “nervous”.
Although I have friends, Friday nights are very lonely.
I don’t go on parties or stuff –
Not that I don’t like to go,
but I don’t know the right people to go with.
So I stay at home – lonely and isolated.

Maybe you see me as a stranger.
I have to admit that I’m kind of strange.
But aren’t you the one who makes me strange?
Aren’t you responsible for that “strange part” of me?
And what does mean the word “strange”
in this world full of strangers?

I also act like a normal person:
I lough, I cry, I’m tired, I’m angry, I feel love and I feel pain.
I do things what the general public do:
Go shopping, eat, go to school/to work…
I don’t know from where this “Strange part” of me comes from.

Maybe only you see me as strange?
Do you also see the “strange parts” of other people?
Do you know your “strange part”?