I realise why I don't like to explain so much.
There's no need for that, for I'm constantly in my own bubble.
I think differently, I look at things differently, I handle stuff differently.
It affects me much that I'm not like the others.
I'm constantly having my own reasons but it appear to sound ridiculous.
Maybe cause that's just me. A side of me that I don't like, but a side that I'm glad I have.
Cause if I didn't have that, I won't be where I am today.
So fuck explanation, fuck it.