This Kills Me.

Here i am with a group of people known as friends. I turn to look away for a minute and then i realized, when i looked back. I was never apart of it from the start. I’m in a standstill. They’re laughing. Never have i felt out of placed. Misplaced in my own reality. I’m an outcast. A misfit. I was so scared. They’re so close yet i feel like i’m watching from a distance. So insecure. Society kills me every time.