Rambling

Feeling isolated, depressed and fiercely joyful in passing phases, it seems that I am leading someone else's life. There are no markers, no breakpoints to show me direction or my progress. It feels like I am lost upon a desert world where everything is alien.
I wonder if this is a feeling others undergo too, or am I the exception. This constant need to be similar to everybody else makes me claustrophobic at times to such an extent that I find it difficult to see. Why must we all be the same. After all its by natural order that we are different and in this lies our strength.
It is only this thought that keeps me going though it is lonely to walk a lonely road(to quote GreenDay).