Trapped

I am tired
Of listening
To ruminative statements
About how I act
How I am
What makes everyone so much better than me
Stupid feelings
Corrupting my soul
The little happiness
I have to hold on to
Comes down to nothing
I am left here sulking
About social interactions gone wrong
Knowing
My love is inadequate to others
Or so it seems
That I do not stand sturdy
On two legs in this world
And I know
I cannot hold on to you
And no one else 
Is willing to reach out their hand
So I hope things will be different
But it is more like a dream 
Dreaming
Though I can never
Fall into that comfortable state
Everyone enjoys so much
I am stuck
Between sleep and awake
Where you never understand
Your feelings
And your explanation
Is never quite clear to anyone else
You feel misunderstood
Almost a little foggy
Like you want to turn on a light
And make everyone see
The only problem 
I can never find a switch
In my frantic worry
My fingers are too stubborn to feel
The dark is not as clear
As others view
I want to get out 
But I am too dizzy
From the anger.