I hate the number 2.

Because it's what I have always been.

Since elementary school,
I have walked on the grass next to the sidewalk.
I have walked behind a pair with joined arms.
I have sat alone in the backseat of the car.
I have been silenced during conversation with others.

"Well I-" I would say for the first time.

"Well I-" I would try again.

I figure third times a charm right?

"Well I-" and nobody even glances my way.

I envy found family in books...