Tuesday, September 30, 2014

I never fit into the mold That odd piece of puzzle The tall one in the picture The only girl in class I took the road well travelled Yet arrived at a different destination I seemed like a lost butterfly But I feel at home wherever I stood I glorify my personal preference Not affected by my peers Rely heavily on traditions But I'm known to break barriers Thrown into the ocean Struggling to stay in rivers I swim against the flow Floating among the divers

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