Strange Me

A heartful experience that I cherish

Lovely moments that are made

Then I watch all of it vanish

And just watch the world begin to fade


Stories that created my past

Hope that I hold so dear

Fairytales that were made to last

But that began my worse fear


People expect for me to change

To lose what makes me, me

They take away my strange

And make me somebody else to see

The End

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