Behind: Elephant in the Room

I wrote that poem in study hall in the first week of school. I wrote it about last year & a night when I was with people who I wanted to fit in with. We went to the park for lack of things to do. My grandma was dying in the hospital & I was on my knees that night. That was the night I realized that no matter how much I wanted to be with them, I never could. They had problems, & I know everyone has them, & I'm not trying to brush them aside, that's not the intent I had behind this poem. I have recently been reading a book called The Other One or something like that & it's about the siblings of special needs children. Most people would not even think that that includes me, but ti does. BOTH my younger siblings have special needs. I'm not writing this for anyone reading it, I'm writing this for me. It's hard for me to read that book because it's hard to believe that I'm not alone. Not in the normal way of "OMG I'm all alone in the world, my life suck *cut cut cut*" I love my life. I have the most fun, but there are times when I realize that there are some people I will never truly bond with because they just don't see me. In the book they talk about how each & every one of the people in this book (it's a non-fiction book) feel like this. We slip under the radar, but it's there. Especially with everything that has been going on, this poem/statement applies even more. I am an elephant in the room, no matter what you may say or think. I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just telling my story, & if you can't listen to it, then stop trying to look into my life. You're not me, you never will be. We all suffer, but that doesn't mean that we all know what it's like. I'm not more hurt than anyone else, but my pain is 10000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times harder to understand.