I always have strange feelings
Not being able to explain them
Just inside of me like a stone
Giving me strange thoughts
I'm such a strange creature
Given two hands to work with
Given eyes to see
We were made this way for a reason
The world is such a strange place
But not for us to judge
We have a place here
In this strange wonder
Taken upon us
Made for a reason
Having a chance
We might be strange
But we are ourselves
Having a place in this world
My strange soul
Makes me who I am
I might be completely different
From all those others
But I am strange
And I am proud
I will act how I want
No matter what they think about me
They can accept me as who I am
Or not at all
We are all strange in our own way
And we should not hide it
For it does not matter what others think
But what you think of yourself
And I think I am strange
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Hidden Inside (A Poem Book) (On Hold)
PoesiaIt's all Hidden Inside. Deep within this poem book. Feelings of disparity to happiness. Depression to smiles. The journey within. Through my poems. By, Raya Bhuiyan
