People would say we don't matter,
we don't belong and there's no place for us. They may call us so many things, so many names, but they don't know who you really are.

And better yet what you are.🍂

The words of their mouths shouldn't define your actions, and your actions based on getting a good word out of their mouths.
They've labelled you different and strange. They don't understand us, and for a while we didn't even understand ourselves too.

So we lived in their shadows hoping for a glimpse in their light.
But the very light we desire is the light within us.

Let it shine brightly, as it freely can and will. 🌞

Our tears💧💧 hold so many chapters, and every drop cultivates this land to grow another story.
Our legacy isn't dead in the wind🍃, but heard in these stories that blow into every ear of men and women. 👂👂

You're not defined by their definitions, so don't defy yourself in their image. Everyone is a painted portrait, and a brushstroke away from being a masterpiece.

So paint away. 🎨

Let that pain they gave you be your drive to stand above the hurt.
Let the distasteful words they say urge to find the taste of freedom
Let the hate of men push you closer to love,❤
that it becomes the only thing you return. 💌💌

Man has fallen short, but we haven't fallen short from our uniqueness,
Man has mistreated us like we're nothing of equals
Still man can never forget that we're all but people.✋✋✋

So people, be as you are as people.

And us The Different we'll be as different as we are,
and make the difference in this world.

We are The Different.