Whatever place I've been,
It seems to me that I've been away from my kin.
Life goes on; in many different ways,
All I've known is that I've been here always.

I know I'm different; what can I do,
With every moment of everyday I can go woo.
The stars shine differently for me,
I just let the constellations be.

People tell me " Why aren't you normal?"; My response to them is "I'm an ORIGINAL,"
Some people can tell me why I want to be an original, I tell them I don't want to be digital.

I know I'm different; What can I do,
With every moment of everyday I can go woo.
The stars are shining differently for me,
I just let the constellations be.

Canyons and Rivers have passed me by,
Their sights are breathtaking; but no one asks why.
The birds follow the path of the wind; seeking distances to be free,
Like them; I take the liberty of being me.

I know I'm different; which is good,
I'm 100% original to myself; I'm glad I can take that risk; which I could.
So many people ask me "What comfort do you seek?",
"My comfort," I tell them, " Is being me instead of meek."

SO for those of you seeking to be different; your just like me,
So I think we should let poetic justice be.