I've hated this,

The feeling of being twisted upside down,

Like an apple falling from

a tree that called out to me,

"change."

That's all i've ever heard my

entire life.

I've been told to be different,

But I already am.

Very different,

From everybody.

Now tell me how I can never be normal,

Give me all the reasons why you
of all people can tell me

who I am and who I should be.

You will find that you can't

because I am

who I am,

And I will always be me.

I am the one single bird who

flies from the flock.

I am that one single rock you

didn't throw.

I am the rest of the juice

you decided not to drink,

And I am everything you

decided to leave behind.

But that

does not define me.

Now tell me, who are you?