I sit among them,
live around them,
and I wonder
what it would be like to be one of them.
I feel like a stranger
in a world of people nothing like me.
What I'd give to be one of them.
If I was,
would I fit in?
I don't think the way they do.
act the way they do.
Maybe one day they will recognize
I'm there,
but until then,
I'll always be a stranger.
