𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗜 𝗗𝗜𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗧𝗘𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗬 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗜𝗦𝗧 ✦ 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚

Different X

I'm in the corner
and I see
others
who are just like me.

And they laugh
and I sigh
why can they
and why can't I?

And I scream
give them a show
when all I want
is to go.

So I find
my lock a key
because they're different;
they're not like me.