IDIC
Infinite Differences in Infinite Combinations
You tell me to be myself
And then you tell me to be normal
Don't be "like them" you say
As if they're inherently lesser, inherently wrong
Can't you see, they're just individuals
They're flawed & messed up & unique
Just like you or I
There's nothing wrong with them
Just with your perception
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