I've always been the odd one out.

I've never known when to shut up

and when to speak.

I've always laughed

in the worst situations,

always shared too much

to people who were foes,

not confidants.

I've trusted too fast,

I've forgiven too slow,

I drove friends away,

and invited wolves in sheeps clothing.

I let the sanctimonious talk get into my head,

and felt shame for being myself.

I've paid too much attention to the scale

and too little to my mental health.

But the world keeps spinning,

even if you're the odd one out.

The sun rises evermore,

so you ought to seize the moment,

and give it your best.