The tallest is seen
the strongest is feared
the beautiful ones are adored
why is life so unfair
deciding how things should be done
I so unique in all areas
is not seen so
why did life make me so
if only I could be like them
could talk like them
among them I am spotted in an odd way
no one wants to know who I am
no one want to know how it feels to be me
my life is a struggle for survival
I know life gave me this part to play for a reason
but no worry if I cannot be like them
then I will be me
even if my eyes tries to shed tears in rejection
I will hold it and be me
even if my thought force me to think of them
I will fight it and be me
to be me and see the good things in me