Don't be a drag, just be a queen

I feel like we are falling apart. Not because of all of us but because I have grown a very different path from them. They are like the routes of a different tree, and I can never be a part of that. Not because we have almost entirely different lifestyles, but because we are just not growing from the same place anymore. My humor derives from people are not someone they would hang out with, the familiarity of home does not resemble them anymore. But when I am surrounded by them I laugh at things I  barely understand. That is not wanting out but this is a feeling like you're nothing but out. It is just the matter of time isn't it?