Different am I
alone in my own zone
(:*****being different******:)
awaiting for the rain
so I can cry, so I can die
so I can live my life
(:*****being different*****:)
Although my colors has faded
and my sun has vanished,
I still brightly shine within
I've grown quite comfortable
with being my only friend
(:*****being different*****:)
is unique, and challenging
besides, there's only one of my kind,
none of us has the same heart,
the same mind, so we will never
be equal, but always uneven.
because we are differnet
we will always be separated
by choice, by voice, by race,
and by taste, and every time
I look in the mirror there are
tears strolling down my face..
not because I'm different,
but because someone broke my limb
I am just fine with
(:*****being different*****:)