I Am The Weird And Mysterious Poem by Marissa Gertmenian

I am the weird and mysterious
I wonder why i am different
I hear all the talking behind my back
I want to be the same
I am the weird and mysterious.

I pretend to have lots of friends
I feel like I am air, unseen
I touch my face to feel if it is real
I worry that I'll never fit in
I cry because I am different
I am the weird and mysterious.

I understand that people hate me
I say, 'I can be the same as them'
I dream that people will treat me as their equal
I try hard to be like them
I hope one day my dream will come true
I am the weird and mysterious.