Different

My eyes are aching… I should be sleeping but I’m not.

I’m some kind of rebel – you could say that I’m some kind of rot.

A dent on the body of the being they call “normal”

I guess it’s ok coz weird is what I call normal.

I’d rather die, jump off of a building so I could fly

For a little then die than just get by

Doing nothing awesome, doing nothing at all inspiring

Because trying to fit in is only much more tiring

Than being different – which is what we were meant to be.

What we need to be; to be truly free.

We’re all unique, more so than our fingerprints.

Like it  or not, each one of us is totally different.

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