Sometimes I sit back and wonder,

why I feel this way.

Like I’m so different from the others,

as different as night and day.

When you think about it,

almost everyone gets to be loved.

But there are those like me,

who really should quit.

There are some,

who never get to love.

Everyone else experiences the feelings,

that I only dream of.

Alas, I am one of those,

who seem fated to only experience pain.

One who when finally loved,

will still feel the same.

By Mike Robinson

Oak Hill High School