Poem: An Adult? Me?

I overshare
And am misunderstood 
My dark sense of humor
Leaves you running for the woods

I’m quiet in crowds
And loud with my friends

I’m not “normal”

And most times I’m sad

I feel things too much

And ruminate on the bad

Sometimes I’m numb

By feeling everything at once

I get stuck in my past

And wonder what life would have been

If I hadn’t been emotionally battered

As a wide-eyed, curious kid

I find adulthood tedious

And I never fit in

So, I overcompensate with humor

And cry alone at night

Because nothing ever feels quite right

I try to be social

But get scared and go home

Because once you’re the weird kid

You never outgrow the stigma

Put on you by others

More social than you

So I sit in corners

And skirt the crowd 

A ghost in a society
I feel invisible in