To Be Different Poem by Kristen Palmitier

How do we know for a fact that we all are different?
We all like to believe we are different and the same on many things.
Being different is like being the same to every one since we all may think that way about our selves. How does one become different?
And in who's eye's does it mean when a person either becomes different or already was different?
Does the color of eye's or hair or skin make you different?
You are only different from others only if you truely believe in ones self to be completly different