Sometimes, life throws you things that you can't handle. They leave you bent and broken, different than everybody else. Yet you still have to struggle on, because that's what's expected of you. You're not allowed to lay down and let life win. But at the same time, you're never who you were before. Maybe once you were one of them, but now you're different. Now you're the odd one out. My personal Book of Poems.All Rights Reserved