I sometimes sit and watch people and cock my head in wonder.
Other people confuse me.
I don’t understand you.
Not because I don’t care or because I’m incapable.
But because I am unlike you
and like you …
but mostly, I feel so very unlike you.
But I am empathetic.
I feel you.
If I saw a discarded sweet box in your garbage can, I would buy you caramels.
I just never quite fit in.
Or understand the rules.
I seem always to be the girl who says too much,
feels too much,
thinks too much.
I laugh too loud, emote too publicly.
I cannot hide my exuberance or my sadness.
I have a giant world in my head and heart!
Colorful, fantastic, dark and macabre
Always there – always.
I have conversations with you in my head.
“Do you want to just watch movies and eat cake?”
“Can you bring cake?”
I share some of my world with a few
On my terms
And occasionally I’m pulled from my comfort zone because i want to please you.
My special friends are always there
They don’t expect me to be like them
They embrace the parts of my world I show them
Real people tucked inside my head
Characters in my internal play
Scenarios imagined – scripts written
And we eat my caramels
and share your cake
Posted on January 4, 2014, in Creative Writing, Uncategorized and tagged creative writing, empath, feeling different, friendship, imagination, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 7 Comments.
The immature boy in me chuckled at the naughty word in the first sentence. Good to know I’m still young even with a birthday on the horizon. 🙂
I was logging in thinking, “What naughty word?? Naughty word??? Really?” *sigh* Too funny. I can’t believe I got to say ‘cock’ without noticing myself.
Maybe it’s been too long… 😉
Ain’t that the truth. Lol
…pineapple upside-down cake, straightens me right up!…Truth, I could eat the whole thing.
Lol. We shall need two cakes then 😉