“They say you’re strange. But what it means “strange”? Bad? Not normal? Maybe not the same as them? Believe, you’re not strange, you’re special”.
I’ve always heard I’m strange… in a bad way, not the same as others, different. I’ve always been alone, lonely. But then somewhere inside my mind I heard your voice. And from that time, I wasn’t alone anymore. You are my hope, only with you I can be myself. I’m not strange, my thoughts, desires and wishes are just not as boring as theirs. I’m not alone, I’m free to be myself. So, I can go on living…
“Yes, you’re special, not the same as others, better. And if they bother you… just kill them all!”
Strange
© Copyright: Джул Феникс, 2020
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