I can just tell by the way people look at me when I'm talking they're not interested with what I have to say.
I can just tell by the way they "uh huh" what I have to say and continue with their point, that they think what I say is bologna.

I'm disregaured, ignored, trampled over, people listen but they don't hear me. I rarely agree with anyone (because I KNOW they are wrong). Even if I don't
agree, I always come off as a universal thinker and understanding.

I always like everyone but it seems no one cares for me.

I don't understand. I'm not anti-social unless someone diliberately makes me uncomfortable...
I just feel like somethings wrong with me.

I think I'm crazy but I don't think any real crazy person would ask themself if they were crazy, right?

I feel like I've been under the impression of some kind of psychodelic all my life. The Buddism books I've read have told me that that was okay. You're supposed to feel like that.
If you don't feel like that, you don't know whats beyond the figuration of it.

I'm sad. I'm lonely. I don't think anyone understands me.