Sometimes

Sometimes I wonder

how much is the world’s fault

and how much was really

just a false perception

an active imagination

where reality 

and fantasy

are blurred in the middle

and the reality

of it all

was just me.

Sometimes I think

the would is out to get me

and I forget to remember

I’m not like everyone

I don’t always get it

but that doesn’t mean

I couldn’t try 

to understand

that it isn’t always

the people in my life

that cause my pain.

Sometimes I forget

how much gets lost

in the rush of life

in daily responsibility

and basic adulting 

and in these moments

it is best to remember

one thing that changes everything

that makes me feel better

when I think no one get it

I am not the only one who feels this way.