log #6 - Perks of being an outcast/a wallflower

My place in crowds or in groups is the wallflower. I mean I'm there but maybe you won't ever notice me, even if I talk with most of the people in the group/class. I don't belong anywhere. My soul is safely sitting in the corner of that imaginery room, While everyone is in their microbiome, in their smaller social circle.
'Atleast you are not involved in fights.' True, but I don't belong.
'Atleast they don't really have any gossips about you' Probably or I just don't know about them.
All I feel is that I'm an outsider. I don't belong anywhere really. Would they ever notice if just left?

I often feel like that I'm an outsider because I'm destined to be an outsider. Sometimes I make peace with this fact. I'm only here to observe the world around me. I make my art in my room peacefully and noone finds me. Noone finds me if I don't show the way for them
I'm safe in here. But it gets pretty lonely here lately.
I have to learn how to stay silent. So they are safe if I don't say too much.