Why me?

From what you see of me
you don't understand
i feel beside myself
to everyone else i am an
outsider
i like to be alone
why don't they understand that much?
i like to write poetry
they like to spread gossip
do we even have a single thing in common?
if we did
id have to get close to something, someone
i stay alone for a reason
people are out to hurt you
make you cry
you try to hide
but they come and find you
drag you out of your comfort zone