I am no different than you,
Although you treat me as such
Because I don�t have a mom or dad
To give a gentle touch.
Perhaps because I seldom laugh
When thinking about my past
And find it hard to turn away
Though the moments never last.
I�ve been abused and neglected
And never can forget
Yet I don�t want these trials to dominate
The potential I still have yet.
Does that make me different?
Because I�ve only lived.
Even though it�s hard to ignore
The negativity you give.
I face the lies, the pain, the
jeers.
Yet my struggle persists.
And all that I�ve accomplished
Announces that I exist.
I�ve overcome so much
With still a ways to go.
You look in from the outside
Not knowing what I know.
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You never stopped to notice
That I�ve worked twice as hard
To get to the point you are at
And be the same star.
But I had to do it alone
While you had so much help.
You never stopped to think
How I could have felt.
Is that why you treat me different?
Because of what I�ve missed?
Maybe I am different
Just because of life.
But no matter what precedes,
I won�t be left behind.
I follow my dreams and
Chase my goals,
Always, ever an endless fight.
I truly have myself to thank,
But who gets the bragging rights?
So I guess I am different
But what you don�t stop to see
Is that by using what you call �different,�
I have made myself�me.
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