Outcast

I'm from another world,
a place that you will never know, a place that's even foreign to me.
Nobody really knows how I feel inside or how I wish to be loved,
to be missed,
or even who I really am inside.
I am just a loon to them,
no one understands me.
You see, you may say you witness strange eccentricites, but really I'm only being me.
It's my fate to compensate for something I've never known.
As people who knew me walk around like the don't when I remember there was a time when they were the ones that told me they were here to stay, but they left anyway.
Can't say I blame them because I will be the first to admit I have my flaws.
I'm never satisfied, I never lie so I guess that's why my honesty can seem more brutal than refreshing.
I give more than I should and refuse to be different.
I am a loner,
Never a follower
And probably never going to be a leader because I lead my own way.
Sorry if I can't be girly enough for you,
Excuse me if my voice isn't loud enough for you,
And pardon me if I don't fit in your little perfect box, but I'd rather be me than to be some other copied version of you.
I know that's not what you want to hear, but it's the truth.
Maybe I'll never be good enough for you,
Maybe I'll never be the prettiest,
Maybe I'll never be the thinnest, but I'll tell you one thing and that you don't own me nor do you dictate me or better yet do you control me.
I am who I am and you can never ever take that away from me.
So I guess I will always be an outcast to you.