Have you ever felt so alone, you start to think you are your own species; in a foreign world? Every year that goes by this idea becomes more and more familiar. Every year I realize there is less of me and a ton of myseleves I never knew I had. Rumors spread faster than wild fires through a gasoline lined field of dry wheat, wood, and grass. Who thought a soul and spirit could be burned so fast? Set to flames and everyone just sits back and watches or are to blinded by the flames to even look the beautiful disaster crash. Being myself, who I am in my skin, has never helped me. It never support the friendships and relationships I wanted and could not have. With that being said the characteristics I carry are some of my biggest insecurities. My mind set is the cherry on the top of the mound of things that make me stick out and get hit, bruised, step on and just simply breaks me. I always tell myself “Girl You Are AMAZING!” yet it gets interrupted by the “Why Doesn’t anyone like me?”