Shut the door. Bar the windows. I'm used to it.
I've spent my whole life looking in from the outside, knowing that I don't fit into your tidy world. I'm too weird, too quiet, too "not normal" to ever belong in your cozy little sphere.
I've come to like it out here. I've come to embrace and accept my weirdness, my different-ness.
Eat your heart out because I don't need you anymore. I never needed you.
All I needed was to learn to love me exactly as I am, exactly as I was.
I don't need to be in the normal box.
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