You see in my mind
Everything is different
I see the way the music plays
I hear the way people walk
All that I am
Or all that I am not
Someone different
Someone who's mind races
trying to find an answer
To a question that hasn't been asked
But yet
People look at me and see
Weird
Because I get lost in my head
Unusual
because I'm always writing
Nerdy
Becasue books are my best friends
While I'm just trying to get by
Find my palce in the world
Among dreamers, belivers, and lovers
Here I stand in these words
Not on my feet
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I would like to translate this poem
You should put the paper back at the library, somewhere that ones can have it back, together with a reply... No matter how people define you, it is unique you that they will never own, no matter how petal shaped on flower, it define your own beauty..not hands who hold it but it came deeper from inside of you...._Soul