DIFFERENCE

There is a part of me 

I'm different from everyone else. 

Something that I can not see much, 

I can feel something not quite; 

Something so unreal. 

But this 'thing' is always there, 

With others, the 'talk', I will never part. 

So I push on the back of my mind, 

All thoughts of boys and clothes 

And makeup to hide behind. 

Sometimes, I almost forget; 

It comes back with such ferocity, 

Angry and unforgiving. 

I feel so lost and depressed, 

Whatever the caused this feeling

Must have been so horrible and bad. 

A lost memory or something, 

I will never know, 

Whatever it is, 

I know for sure, 

I can never show this feeling