a poem i wrote in ninth grade

I am not you I wonder what you wonder

I hear what you hear

I see what you see

I want what you want

I am not you


I pretend when you pretend

I feel when you feel

I touch when you touch

I worry when you worry

I cry when you cry

I am not you


I understand that you understand

I say that you say

I dream that you dream

I try that you try

I hope that you hope

I am not you.


--I always felt different from everyone else. 15 years later i realize what a blessing it is to stand out.