Humans are something special. They have features that no other could have. Even if u did have the same features, u would still be different. Not all things are different. Yet, now humans want to be the same. This isn't just a poem. It's a lesson. Let this teach u, that not all humans are special. There are some who are worthless, a disappointment, and a waste of time. Some people may tell u, βIt's not the word special that defines u. It's the saying it's selfβ