Contrary

I am the one who hates to be compared

To things that are only superficially similar

I am the contrary one who aced speech without trying

Yet prefers to stay out of the limelight as much as I can

I am the poster middle child, all grown up

Still trying for my parents attention and failing

I am the one cringing at all stereotypes

Because I hate the one others label me with on sight

I am the one who will never have a significant other

Luckily I am also the rarity who doesn't want one

I am the one others see as lonely since I am mostly alone

All the while I am wishing to isolate myself even more

I am the one on a beach anyone else would envy

All I want is some snow and a mountain to climb

I am the one who might not publish this

It gives away to much of what's going on inside