I was born into a big family.

I have a lot of cousins, aunts, and uncles

We all live close to each other, same state, same town.

But

What is family?

They call me different because of the way I look, act, learn

But they say it like it's a bad thing

I am different. I am. But I am not embarrassed by it, I am not ashamed.

All I needed was one person to be able to talk to.

My hands would shake during class uncontrollably

Wanting to cry and cry till there is nothing left

But instead

I am alone