We are the sensitive ones

Self conscious and too aware.
Are people staring?
Looking around not wanting to open
my eyes, my senses.
Already too sensitive.

Am I so different?
Hypersensitive I am.
So few like me.
How can I blend in,
like the others?

Everyone else so normal.
I appear normal you know.
They say I do.
But I feel dysfunctional.
I feel unable to cope.

Nerves frayed.
Tired limbs.
Fed up.
Too much effort. Stop.