Everybody knows everything that’s going on,

Everybody has their group of people

Everybody has the same social media,

They all listen to the same kind of music

Whereas, I’m just:


People think of me as a lesser person,

Just because I don’t network the way I do,

Just because I don’t know that song sometimes

I thought we were always told to be ourselves

But it seems like when I do be myself,

I don’t get appreciated for it

There are times when I contemplate from escaping from these people

But I know that wherever I go,

I’ll still meet similar people

I’m different,

That’s all it is

Sometimes I like being different 

But there are times when different doesn’t make the cut to being rated


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