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Different from all the other kids,
no one gave me a free and easy ride,
answering there cruel remarks with attertude,
kept them away from seeing me crying inside.

I wanted so bad to be like them,
just to play have a friend and not be sad,
no more calling me them names,
wanting to be able to stand up and join in on games,
things that other kids take for granted every day,.

Things that i myself had to get through,
raise my head whenever people try to knock me down,
things happen sometimes for a hidden reason ,
maybe mine will come clear to me one day,
and if only to learn me some lessons,
judge no one on how they appear ,
not to be cruel or cause anyone pain,
be grateful for all the things i have that some might not.  


different is me the person , 
take as you find,
never change a thing if i had the choice to,
happy being me,
are you happy with being you,.
Posted: 2010-07-10 23:16:58 UTC

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