excerpt #2

Or did I just wanna be different?

Like an outcast just wishing,

somebody might notice what's wrong with me.

That she looks like a boy and,

she's playing with knives for toys and,

hoping that there was nobody else like me.

But what I wanted to hear became,

what I fear.

I don't wanna be like everyone else

but I can't, be myself

because I don't know who I am at heart.

Used to think I was one of the guys, one of the guys,

it was all in her eyes, all in her mind.

Didn't know she was lying to herself.

All of those lies, all of those lies caught her

by surprise, by surprise

when she realized, she grew up.

She didn't know that she just wanted to be different,

like an outcast just wishing,

that she might find herself eventually.

That she looks like she's having, fun and living life the way she,

had always been meant to be.

ninestars

MD

15 years old

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