Having such a hard time in High School right now

[vulcanlogician]

"He who seeks, easily gets lost. All loneliness is guilt"—thus speaks the herd. And you have long belonged to the herd. The voice of the herd will still be audible in you. And when you will say, "I no longer have a common conscience with you," it will be a lament and an agony. Behold, this agony itself was born of the common conscience, and the last glimmer of that conscience still glows on your affliction.

But do you want to go the way of your affliction, which is the way to yourself? Then show me your right and your strength to do so. Are you a new strength and a new right? A first movement? A self-propelled wheel? Can you compel the very stars to revolve around you?

I don't know if this helps or not, but I thought it was pretty cool. It's about the perils of nonconformity. 

Edit: Basically sometimes the things that seem like weaknesses and cause you much grief, turn out to be strengths.