Proud to Be Different

For this poem, I used the writing prompt School.

Proud to Be Different

When I was in School

I was not cool

But I was not blue.

I never desired to be one of the crowd

That was not the place for me.

I was consistently unique

And I was terribly proud

That I was not like anybody else.

I expressed my differences loud.

Young children just did not appreciate

What I was all about.

But that did not make me shout.

I relished in being different

I did not want to be like any of them.

Content and photo by Brenda Marie Fluharty ©2021 all rights reserved

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