In my brain

I often wonder why I feel like an outcast in my family.

Do they understand that it is normal to cry and show emotion?

Emotion is one of the most beautiful things to ever exist.

Do they still carry passion in their hearts?

It’s the only thing keeping me wanting more in life.

More adventure and more emotion to feel.

Why am I the only one that wants to feel?

I don’t want to feel like this.

I want to be understood

not just heard.