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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1713605
The feeling you get when you realize you don't fit in...
What’s wrong with me?
Am I not like the rest?
I want to be free,
I want to show the world my best…

Yet I stand out from the rest.
I never can fit into a place,
I’m not considered society’s best.
They see me as a waste,
A waste in time, money and hope.
Why am I even born?

I don’t fit in with the “in.”
I don’t fit in with the “it,” not even the “out.”
I’ve grown up in a world to where I can fend,
A world to where I can think without
The help of another, without having to bend
My ideas and morals to what other people want and believe.

Maybe I’m stronger than others.
Maybe I’ve got more freedom.
Maybe I’m just weird,
Maybe I don’t know what I’m taking ‘bout.

Maybe I’m different and see life through different eyes.
Maybe I see heaven’s different colors of life.
Maybe I’m an optimist and everyone is a pessimist.
Maybe I’m just different.

I don’t know why I am.
But I know I don’t want to change,
Just to fit in with the “it,” “in,” or “out.”
I want to be liked for who I am
Not for what I’m not.
I don’t want to be the one that everyone hates
For always seeming to think for my own
Trying to see if what is right, is right.
I just want to be me…
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