They look at me. Judging me . Never talking to me. Walking past me. Whispering about me. Wondering about me. Staring harder and harder. Never a smile. Never a glance. Stares coming from everyone. No one talks. No one listens. No one cares but everyone stares. When I speak the room is silent but I still get no response. Am I not good enough to be noticed. Am I not apart of the human race? What makes me so different? I breathe just like you. I eat just like you. I feel, I talk, I listen, I wonder all just like you do. But I am isolated. My voice is muted. My opinion does not matter. Because I am different. Because I have not conformed to society's materialistic and over egotistic values. Because I follow the path no one has traveled. They want to know.... they want to experience but they are scared. They are afraid of different. They are repellent to change. I am abnormal. I am the green sky that refused to be blue. I am the rose that grew in the snow. I am the beat with no drum. I am the child who wears black because it's my favorite color. I am the kid with aspergers. I am the kid who loves videogames more than people. I am the quiet kid. I am the loud kid. I am the short kid. I am the tall kid. I am the skinny kid. I am the fat kid. I am the kid who like the same gender. I am who reads books for fun. And most importantly I am ME and I was meant To Be Heard.