Sometimes I wonder if I can ever compare to everything else...It's a ongoing battle, and once in a while, I feel I start to win, but then in the blink of an eye...I start losing again...
You laugh because I'm different, I laugh because you're all the same. I am the black sock in the load of white laundry. I am the film in the camera, that never gets developed. I am the whisper in the roar, and the scream in the silence. I am me.
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