Lyssa's Poem Book

Paradoxical

I'm pretty sure no one worries about the same things I do

That's why I can't bring myself to speak

I'm hiding it all so no one calls me crazy

I don't want to hear the truth if that's the case

You can't make me say it

But I feel it so strongly

Something's wrong with me, don't tell me it's a lie

I know my brain isn't normal

It turned me into an alien

What I'm trying to say is this:

The world doesn't make sense to me

And I don't get why no one thinks the same thoughts as me

Something matters a lot

And no one else notices

I believe I'm the only one who cares

When it comes to something specific

I just won't admit it 'cause I'd be avoided even more

Don't pretend to know the real me

You have no clue what my heart is up to

Even when someone relates to me,

It's only by a fraction of feeling

Then I notice it only matters a little bit to you

When it still means infinity to me