| Have you ever felt out of place, like you just didn't belong? I feel that way all the time. I've spent my whole life trying to fit my square butt into round holes. I grew tired of that long ago, but the thing is, I still want to belong. I just know there have to be people out there that are mature, real, caring, and nonjudgemental. There have to be people that will love me for me. So far, I've only found 3 of them. This does make me luckier than a lot of people, but I know that there are people out there just like me wishing they knew people just like themselves. I want to go live on Sesame Street where the kids all like each other and even big yellow birds and green grouchy monsters are well-liked by all. I want to meet people who embrace each others differences instead of shut each other out because of them. I want the freedom to be myself and still be liked and understood. I want to feel like I am a part of something and feel like I belong. I want friends I can grow old with and always depend on. I want to find my place in the world and then never leave it again. Perhaps one day, God will guide me to it or fate will allow me to stumble upon it. Until then, I will hold tight to the real friends I have and try to stay true to myself. |