I am different
Different from the world’s perception,
Different from what
I am expected to be,
I live and breathe differently.

I often deny the fact
that I fight alone,
And I lose alone,
And drearily walk alone,
Because inside, I live and breathe differently.

I often wondered why I had no fancy table to eat on,
Or no mother, no father to share a single bread with,
Or no sister, no brother to yell at for saying goofy things,
Or a lasting memory
to hold inside of me,
Of how a family could
have been like,
Because I know I was left alone to breathe and live differently.

I often wondered if my life could have been different,
If I had everything a child should have had
A bedtime story, a toy of mine own,
A mother I could call on,
A father I could convince to get what I want,
A home I could have love.

I am different,
For I battle against the world,
And the world battles against me,
But I win now because I found someone to live and breathe with,
Because even though I am different,
For that person,
Our heart beat the same.