Out of the Crowd

Different

Here I am 

Just little old me

Trying to figure out 

If I was meant to be

All alone I stand

Different from all others

Standing strong like a flag pole.
I am not like the rest
I am not the best

I stand out
from the crowd
I am me
No one else
No one can change
Or rearrange me
I was born the way I am
Like the tide on the bay
With its natural rhythm

If every one looked the same
I would stand out
Being different or unique
I dont follow the pressures
That measure
How great you can be
I will form my own greatness
By being me.


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