feel differently,
talk differently,
dance differently,
fuck differently
and sing differently.
But that was what I was.
Different?
I don't know
and I don't care.
I can't be what I'm not.
It's taken me 24 years
to take notice of that.
And now, finally, I can say it out loud:
yes, I'm weird, and I like it.
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