People say-
I'm different.
And sometimes..
I just don't-
Understand that.
Most of the time-
I don't-
Understand that.
But other times-
I do.
And..
I'm proud.
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The Words of a Person
PoetryMy words. Typed. As if- They could ever be called- Neat. *WARNING* Life is fucked up- So I guess I am too.