1) I was part of it, a piece of everyone's life. I see at least one of them almost every single day, even if i had school, even if it means i have to ditch my schoolmates. It was worth it, even if i had to reach home late and get thrashed by the mother. Even if i have to neglect my studies.

2) I was unhappy, and i don't know why. I see them and i laugh. But each time i reach home, i get even more depressed and i sat down thinking i shouldn't have even went.

3) I felt that i was different, not that i was smarter. Our time schedules were not the same, no i mean, MY time schedule is not the same as theirs. It just makes it even harder for me to join them anymore.

4) Schoolwork is stressing me out, i hardly even had time for myself.

5) One time, i couldn't join them because i had school.. And then came the 2nd time. So each time i log into twitter, my mind goes like "wtf i'm here studying my ass off and there they are there having the time of their life, perhaps already accepting the fact that i'm not there and it won't make any difference at all"

6) Then i realised it's true, i really don't make any difference.

So i've come to accept the fact. It's always them, i was never part of it. I've seen myself there but i just don't fit into the picture and that didn't stop me from trying to be. Some things aren't meant to work out. I'm just not meant to be there.