I might just be human

Sometimes I feel guilty

when I'm not alarmed 

at what the republicans did

or the democrats 

or basically any politicians doing any sorts of things no matter where or why

Sometimes I feel freakish

and rather ungirly or nice

when I try to paint my nails

and find that it's painful and gross and I just don't like it no matter how hard I try

Sometimes I feel dumb

when a person asks me 

to solve a simple equation

or to think logically

I do not understand concrete or scientific things they just make my brain cry

Sometimes I feel rude

when I do not feel the need to 

chit chat without topic

or gossip about other people

I find that boring, at best, or at worst simply hateful I like deep talk and I cannot lie

Sometimes I feel alien

especially in football season,

4-H works wonders, though, too

I'm a city girl in a tiny town

I tried understanding but I can't understand; can't wait till the day I fly

Sometimes I feel a lot of things

sometimes they're quite unpleasant 

I feel out of place

uncaring

passive, nonchalant, aloof and unkind... I might till the day I die

But maybe that's just being human

liking and learning dislike

having opinions or

not caring at all 

might not be wrong or right

I might just be human. Who knows.