'Outcast' Poem by Wicked Jester

Loneliness,
It is my fear.
Yet I embrace it.
Friends,
Waste of time,
I am not on a social network.
Nor do I have a blog.
What people think about me,
I couldn't really care less.
They call me an outcast,
And of that I am proud.
I am free of drama.
Peer pressure.
Strife.
Striving to meet other expectations.
Not suffering from the whip,
That molds us into what society
Wants us to be.
I am an outcast what are you?