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As i lay dying

As i lay dying i picture myself in a better place
A place where I can smile and laugh and count all my dreams and wishes
I feel dead in this life just like my heart
It's lonely and cold outside but i have no problem with it
I just sit down and reminisce all those precious times that now are just memories
my great life was temporary I just wish it would b permanent
I don't know why but the only person that makes me smile is hur
She makes me want to laugh out crazy random things
When i'm with her its ridiculously amazing
but once I leave it's so dull and depressing
I suddenly feel worthless again like no one cares
My best friend is my shadow

I am an outsider poem.

As I move into the city I notice a difference in diversity and culture, but we are all the same so why is it we all hold so much hate ?Do we all know what lies beneath each and every fake smile?We do not see the truth we only judge and label people without even knowing their names.Why Is it that people won't accept us for who we are? Is it really okay to treat other differently
because they don't dress like us or because of who they hang out with ? We always judge people without knowing about their struggles or about what they all went through. Do we all know what it is like to be alone or to be disliked ,Most likely do we all know what it's like to be an outsider? Many of us do and many of us do not.I am an outsider.