Kids want to be different, to stand out in a crowd,
Some dye their hair colors, some dress very loud.
They want to be noticed, they want their own voice,
Well, I�m certainly different; and it wasn�t my choice.
My body�s not pierced; my hair is quite plain,
You can�t see my difference, but it�s there just the same.
Some want to be different; most have thought, some have tried,
But I�ve got a difference I�ve tried a lifetime to hide.
When you choose to be different, it�s exciting and new,
If you�re forced without option, we all tend to lose.
The trick to this life is to play your cards well,
Every difference is unique; I�ve heard them all tell.
But saying is one thing, to accept quite another,
We all face a challenge, one way or the other.
My difference was not chosen, I hadn�t a say,
'D' wasn�t my choice, and it won�t go away.
I look very normal, but as hard as I�ve tried,
My difference was great; it was too hard to hide.
So little by little, soon I started to see,
Acceptance must start, and begin here with ME.
I won�t hide in shame, for I�ve done nothing wrong,
We all have a difference, and it makes us all strong.
In an effort to deny and to hide whom you are,
Your life becomes tangled; you don�t get very far.
So accept and move on, you can deal with 'D',
There�s no need to hide, you are strong, you will see.
Your friends will not judge you, be honest and true,
To begin this long journey, you must accept you!
It�s hard to expose all your thoughts and your fears,
But this process of growing will save many a tear.
For it�s harder to hide and to watch from afar,
Than it is to accept and just be who you are.
Gary
2000
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