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Something Different
Is it normal to feel the way I do?
Is it normal to be yourself?
I haven't got a clue
I just don't care
What anyone else thinks
I just can't bare
To watch them sink
I want to be something different, want to be me
Something different, I'm going to show the real me
For I am going to see
A world of lies isn't meant to be
I'm different, and proud of it
Who cares if someone makes fun of me?
It may hurt, but only for a bit
I have better things to do and see
Something different, my colours are going to show
Want to stand out
Not going with the flow
I'm going to shout
I'm different and proud of it
For I'm me
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At the end of the poem, It read:
This poem is about what people would to just to fit into school. They don't want to be "different." When someone calls me "different" or "wierd," I say thanks, because I like to be different. To me, different is a good thing. I like to be different, and proud of it. Just be yourself, remember that.
Darkness' Kid