I am different, I am bold. I can walk and I can run. I talk, cry, sing, and sleep. I am bullied, I am hiding. I smile and I laugh. I disgust myself. You are misguided, you are cold. You punch, kick, and scream. You use and anger to feel pain. You are abused, you are weak. You cry, sob, and shout. You are ashamed. You and I will never be the same.