Special

As I stare at the world around me
I feel that same wonder,
How could we damage a world full of beauty and life?
Are we so cruel as to woe it?

In a world full life
My own can not begin to compare
To the lives of others,
Whether good or bad
My life is someone else’s

Ever fell like you don’t belong,
I know I don’t,
Like there’s something more out there
Like your meant for so much more

That’s how we all feel
That feeling like you could be more
How life is so much more then we know
And the importance behind it all
It’s call being special, and I am special
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i was bored and started writing this poem, at least i think it is.