a poem in the form of a shoulder shrug

I dont see how I'l ever find someone
that
by god
understands
and things of the sort
thank god
I have grown into comprehension
that I am not so absolutely
clinically uniquely
different in
my adversity
that I will never find
someone
who
will
'understand'
it's the question of
do i even want to


all i know is
as i grow
i grow into segregation
into
separation
as if
poetry
and thoughts
chemistry
anatomy
whatever griped me
snatched
is snatched
out of me.




somedays
and i dont think this thought
is too tough to hear
or
too tough to
say
but
somedays
i think
wouldn't it be a little nice
just a little
to
dive under the sea
and die
having done nothing
and known no one