I walk in to a room
I see happy faces
Happy people, laughing and joking
Having a good time
I look back at me, and think
I wish I were like them
For me life is like a sad story
I am alone, I feel upset
I am not one of them
I do not fit in anywhere
Not a single person cares how I feel
Social situations are torture for me,
I can’t read peoples emotions
People are like a textbook
Hard to understand
Hard to learn about
I live in my own world
Just me, nobody but me
I work for me and get good grades for me
I live life one step at a time
Michael James Kennedy Findlay
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-155/
