the only time i'm truly happy is
when i know i'm being myself.
sometimes i feel like a
blue piece of gum
amongst a bunch of pink pieces.
i mean,
yeah i'm still gum
but i'm not quite like the others.
people come along,
ready for a new flavor.
and they see me.
but they don't really know
how to think of me.
i'm the different one.
i've been searching for my pack
of blue pieces of gum.
i could say i don't belong where i am,
but it's where my home is.
i just want a new niche
i can relate to.
people that will understand me.
to help me grow and learn.
so that i'm stronger when i come back
to the pink pieces.
and maybe turn them a little blue, too.
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