Special

Are we like Unicorns, rare, or don't exist.
Nobody cares, nobody believes anymore.
Fading away like, dust in the wind.
Hating to be ignored and lost in the world of Make-Believe.
Because we are the forgotten.
The lost,
The outcast.
Because we are Special,
We are ALONE…
We walk ALONE,
Because we are rebels.
To the world,
We see, speak, and hear evil.
We cry ALONE and we DIE ALONE.
Although you are lost with us…
You feel that you're better.
But you're leveled with us.
You don't know who you are.
You want to common yourself instead of being original.
It's ok to be undefined.