What's left for me? What's left for the woman that doesn't define the assumption. Is this what causes me to be disappointed? The last to be chosen? Could it be that I'm more than average? Be different, but enough alike to fit in. Is it because I'm not easily placed, people fear what they don't understand. Well that just seems too simple to be true. I apologize for not being the girl of your dreams. I apologize that my brain works a bit different than most. I apologize that I think and care about things beyond myself and what I've come to call my own. I'm sorry that I can't do what you want without asking first.
