Different

 


Being part of them
the fear always linger
If, not that strong
I, die of hunger

I, need the others
to have my back
I, will feel protected
they wont dare attack

I should be different
to get the others
If, being like them
they wont even bother

My desire to live
made me so different
standing alone, above all
Now, feels like punishment

What made me different
was hunger of, I
now, when others attack
The different, will be 
the first one to die
 

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