Astarael003• Show poetry

I don't have to think about writing. I just write. And then the words are on the paper, and sometimes I like them, and sometimes I don't, and when I don't like them I fix what I don't like.



I'm too lazy to tell you everything you need to know about me. I have an opendiary.com account, same screenname as this, that's pretty much my life story plus updates if you really feel like going over there and reading for five hours or so.


I'm in love, of course, and I hate it. There's no fucking point anymore and I want it to go away.



I am lonely in the world because I am unique. Who tells a child that they're unique to cheer them up? Oh, honey, don't worry, at least you'll never blend in in a crowd, at least you'll always be stared at, laughed at, at least nobody will ever love you.



But I did, with time, grow to treasure that uniqueness, even though I am still in high school, where I am rejected for it. I would like to say that I will one day say to those who excluded me, who rejected me, you made me different, and by being made different, I was made stronger, so thank you.



But then I would be ripping off Christina Aguilera, and who wants to sound like her?