All my skills turning unworthy, all these things I've ever learned are worthless. I am not disabled, neither have I grown up in a different culture.
Waiting until I am going to feel enough for you and everyone around you.
Even if youre telling me nearly everyday that I am, I will never feel right in your circle.
Waiting for the day that will show me what language yall are speaking, so I can learn it and finally feel accepted.
We live with such a short distance, both have the same degree, same religion, speak the same languages and look a like. And still, I feel so misunderstood, talking to a wall and just hearing you apologise. And I guess there won't be a single day, where I am not feeling like an Alien around you and your friends.
They won't tell me I am different, wrong or unwanted. But we all know, I am not wanted at these events. Your grandparents smiling at me, complementing my baking skills. But it will forever feel like I am just a phase for you. Not blonde enough, not blue eyed, not skinny enough. Studying the wrong topic, not enough like the rest of them.
Feels like a cult, where everyone who tries to disrupt the system with questions and critical perspectives is wrong. I can feel it in my veins, if I am turning around, they will look at me. I can feel their eyes burning thru my skin, leaving scars that won't ever heal properly.
I am sorry for all the times you didn't go to a party or an event, just because I wasn't invited too.
I know you are a freel soul, but when is the day finally coming, where you're breaking out and start being honest to yourself?













