Is there something wrong with me?
The way I look or the way I see?
The way I speak or the way I am.
Because I feel it when I look at them.
Why do they treat me like this?
Do they become happy while seeing me like this?
I do not know how, I do not know why
but everytime I fail, they smile.
I hope one day I awake.
So that this dream will break
or otherwise take me to the place
where everybody will accept my face.
A place who will treat me the best
and make me feel like I am blessed
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