Meet Me
It's kind of tough. Living in a home with a parent that barely knows how to parent, also a different gender than you trying to tell you how to live... it gets sickening. Sometimes though, I imagine myself alone, in the rain, sinking myself with every drop of god's tears of pain for our sins. Mine especially. Since I am a different raindrop than everyone else in this world. I have always been different from everyone, for one I have a skin disease known as skin discoloration. From my perspective, I think it has a more interesting name for it but my mother always told me that it was called skin discoloration so I just rolled with it. Two, I was born un-attracted to my own gender. My mother always told me that since I am a boy, I have to date women. Bull shit. Women aren't for me, I always found men more "worthwhile", more understanding, and attractive. It's like dating myself with different looks and personalities. At least that's how I see it. Three, I'm super short for my age. How can I deal with being a junior that's 5''3? Always been picked on about it. Lastly, I look overly perfect. In other people's eyes. Aside from my skin discoloration, I look as if I could be a movie star or the best male model in the world. Also, I have always been into different things than other people in this generation called "Gen-Z". Instead of phones, I like art, writing, and nature. Instead of Wattpad, I read books. Instead of-- I think you get the idea. I am also SUPER INTELLIGENT compared to this GEN- Z. Welcome. To hell in a book.
