I'm always wondering "what's wrong with me?" But I do not think there's anything wrong with me, not really, but it is what it seems. Because, sometimes idk what is "right" for me is not for others, what is "beautiful" to me is not for others, it seems that my perception of the world is different from the perception of everyone around me. It may not be "right" or "wrong" but it's still hard to be a circle in a square world.