Different

.I think people don't know me, at all. And even if I'm with them, I feel as if I'm not belong
.like a stranger, to them, to myself
.I know some people may think I'm crazy ’cause of the things I'm saying or do
I don't like they same things they like, so what? this is my difference and I love it, I like
.been me, the real me
I think that the matter is not who you are when you are with people, the matter is who you are when you are with people, and with youself, ’cause you can be such a good
.person, always, only if you be youself, the real you
And Sometimes I feel people don't know me, at all. And even if I'm with them, I feel as if
,I'm not belong. I feel like I'm in the middle of a circle and everybody is around me
looking at me as if the are saying to me, to be like them or how they called this: to be
normal. but they don't understand that I'm already normal but I have no power
.anymore, to trying to explain, so I'm just, different