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Feb 2016
I'm different.
No one has said it to my face
But I know
I can tell

When the party gets wild
When people get crazy
I am not there
I would prefer a quiet walk
In an empty alley or old park
With the stars above me
With my thoughts in my head
And with who I am, in my heart

Music and friends make me laugh
Not inappropriate humor
Not other people's pain
Society's norms are what I avoid
But even my friends
Are ****** into them
And I end up alone, watching, crying
Because I can't be normal
I have to be me
But I don't know anything other then me
I'm just different
Written by
Harry Cencer  20/M
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