This World, These Connections I Am So Scared To Lose Them

I am so inconceivably different than everyone I have ever observed. Ever since I was small I had this love and compassion for everyone. I often cry when I see strangers die on the news. We have all of these connections to each other and a minute later these people are brushed away. This feels strange and untrue.

The only thing that has ever understood me in this world of our is the music I listen to it embraces me for what I am and accepts me, even if I don't know who I am. It was all I had when Samantha rejected me. She is strong and intelligent with beautiful green eyes. I gave so much to just be in her life and she still said I was "different" than she expected.

This concept of life can be so cruel, everyone can understand each other which brings them closer together. I do not have that. I have these dreams, dreams of light being woven into paper and sultry liquid hardening into a vivid clay. As a musician and writer I try to use it as an outlet for my troubled mind. However I am still different. Such a strange planet. I want to know resolve, I want to know truth, Please.

"For someone who was never meant for this world, I must confess I'm suddenly having a hard time leaving it. Of course, they say every atom in our bodies was once part of a star. Maybe I'm not leaving... maybe I'm going home."
Slippytoad222 Slippytoad222
18-21
Jan 12, 2013