Engulfed in the jungle of life,
I am the endangered species,
Always feeling alone with no one alike, The oddity and stranger to the beautiful people,
The one on the outskirts,
never on the in,
I have a few friends, I'm not always alone,
But none I would specifically call my own.
At moments I have a chance to change,
become like the rest in their little games.
Sacrifice me in order to be like them, but I neglect to accept.
I'm not like the beautiful people,
I'm simple and complex,
I'm happy and sad,
both right and wrong.
I'm one way or the other,
but most of all I am me.
Me is unique,
I've finally decided that me is all I can be.
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