im different

i may be the product of my parents a simple math equation no variables needed no extra steps needed it's obvious the answer i'm different

i'm the sister that's forgotten though i might be a family member but i'm different to them my curvy figure matching my curvy hair my honey brown eyes with yellow rings my freckles splattered across my body i'm different

my skin is coated with different paint not a color the same as anyone else's here i'm the maple tree to a family of oak i bend in a different way i'm different

my mind is more complex my emotions hidden behind a locked door my way with words my hidden talents way of thinking my mind it's just something else to them it reminds me that i'm different

i walk the halls at school saying the same thing as everyone else playing the same games acting the same way walking talking eating drinking believing to hide the fact that i'm i'm different

i hide my ways my thoughts and feelings my words so nobody knows no one knows that i'm different but i'm different in a good way in a way nobody can understand because it's too hidden away i'm afraid sometimes i'm just afraid that everyone will find out my biggest secret that i'm just i'm I'm different...