This is for anyone who ever felt like the didn't belong. Felt like an outsider while playing outside at recess.
Sat alone on Saturday streaming Netflix as tears stream down you're face because nobody ever bothered to include you.
This is for the person dreading having to eat at school because you know the lunch room is divided. But there is no section for you.
For anyone who has ever felt the green-eyed monster creep up on them while scrolling though Instagram envying pictures of people on nights out with their friends.
Because I know it hurts to always be alone. You disguise you're self using a brave face to hide you're insecurities and worries, hoping no one can see through you're fake facade. Hiding the fact that you would do anything to be a part of a clique. Part of something that matters. But does it really matter?
You want so badly to be like them, see the world like them. Look the same sound the same, be loved the same. But just because you don't fit into to their perfect mold you're deemed an outcast. Undesirable, a freak. If you don't meet their standards you are unworthy. Unworthy of their time , Unworthy of their attention...
Unworthy.
But how are you supposed to fit in when you were born to stand out.
