Thoughts of a Ham Sandwich

Why?

Why am I so different?

Why am I the odd one out?

Why do people look at me like I'm the strangest thing they've ever seen?

Why do I love old things?

And movies, and candy?

Why don't I have athleticism?

Why do people laugh at me?

Why do people think I'm not being serious?

Why do I love fluffy socks?

And wood pencils?

Why am I the ugly duckling?

Why can't I be the normal duck?

Why?

Because, I'm Zoe.

Because no one is like me.

Because I don't need to be normal.

Because making people laugh is good.

Because ugly ducks turn into swans.

Because who needs to like corndogs.

Because I don't need to know what's new and popular.

Because I don't need to run an eight minute mile.

Because I don't need to like plastic over wood.

Because I don't need to wear skinny jeans.

BecauseI don't need to be liked.

Because I'm amazing.