AsI sit here alone celebrating my 47th birthday I know why I have become somewat alone.

I do not belong in society. Always on the outside looking in. Never able to commit to a relationship.

Too much of a coward to take my own life.

Counting the days down for death all because I never had a chance to live.

No danger here. Just a faux boy wondering "what if?"

Learning to live in my own skin.