Me

Me. I am, to the best of my knowledge, human. maybe i don't know anything at all, because i sure don't feel human. or does everyone feel this way. i feel like i am always on the outside. Like everyone is in on the secret but me. WHY? i have been told that i am paranoid. maybe that's why i always feel this way. or is it? the funny thing is, while everyone else has this big secret, i always seem to know more than they do. since im on the outside, im not blinded by the the walls inside, i can see the whole picture, and something is wrong. now, it is like even though they all know this big thing that i don't i dont need to know, because i can see that thier big secret isnt even worth thinking about because i have somthing bigger that they dont. maybe i am just imagining all of this. i do have a pretty vivid imagination. as a child, i used to think that we were all characters in one big magical book, and that the person who wrote the story just didnt like me. now i see, he just made me different. i like me. i fit right into my own imagination without a single problem. because i am not like everyone else, i can imagine myself to be entirely different. i can be anything that i want to be! it is fantastic!