Hoping Hard

In this world it's hard to be different. By different I mean creative and very imaginative. I know lots of these kind of people exists but not enough. TOO many people don't understand the concept of being a quiet and reserved person. At school I'm mostly quiet unless I'm surrounded by friends I've known for a while. When around strangers I have a tendency to be very shy and a little awkward. There are times when I wish I was normal. There are times when I'm glad to be different. My mother always taught me that being unique is important and I believe her. But sometimes I want to run away from every place I go but it's not the place that bothers me. It's me. It's me I constantly want to escape but I cannot. I will never be anyone else so I try to appreciate me. I'm still struggling.
     Even when surrounded by a group of friends I can still be lonely.
     How is that?
     Maybe one day I'll learn to love me no matter what.
     I sure hope so.