Along the Road to Nothingness

I was an outcast.
Nobody wanted to talk to me.
Everyone stared at me
Because my clothes weren't like theirs.
I liked my clothes,
So colorful and bright,
But they clashed,
So they said.
I was shy,
And didn't like them looking at me.
I cared what others thought.
I wanted to have friends.
So I changed.
I changed myself
To be someone I'm not.
That's when someone told me,
"Why try so hard to fit in
When you were born to stand out?"
I realized at that moment,
That I liked the way I was.
I didn't need to change
Like conventions urged me to.
I was along the road
To being nothing,
Someone who was average,
Concealed, hidden in the crowd.
I believed in myself enough
To embrace the way I was.
I stood out,
And that was just fine with me.

The Truth of Numbers, the Lie of Life

Author's Note - the thoughts about life in the point of view of the main character, Christopher John Francis Boone, in the novel The Curious Incident of the Dog In the Night-Time by Mark Haddon
Humor:
An idea I fail to understand.
Why do people lie
To try to be funny?
Lying is not funny.
It's mean
And very confusing.
People are hard to understand.
They say things
That they don't mean,
So why do they say them?
They don't speak the truth
And that is very rude.
People are not like numbers.
Numbers are easy,
So structured, so exact,
Not like what my teacher teaches me.
She tries to teach me body language.
I fail to understand body language.
I need pictures of emotions
In my pocket.
How else will I know
How someone feels?
Feelings are inside,
Not outside.
People make faces
To show emotion,
But I can't read faces.
I can read numbers.
Numbers don't have feelings.
Sometimes I feel like a number,
Not knowing how to feel.
Life confuses me.
It's not always the truth.