Unique
The thing I’m most superficial about
Is my own uniqueness
When I was a little kid
It was important to me
That I’d pick a different color or number
To everyone else when it was craft time
It’s still important to me
That I’m different
I pick different things
To like than most other people.
And I know this really doesn’t
Matter very much at all
But my favourite thing about myself
Is that I’m different from everyone else
But that's not true.
I like different things
I think different thoughts
From other people my age
But I’m the same in many ways
There are so many other people
Who pride themselves on being different
But we’re all the same, really
Us millennials, we really are.
We YASSS QUEEN the same way,
We find things RELATABLE the same way,
We are often selfish the same way,
Like how it doesn’t even matter
If we are different or the same,
I need to realise that I need to stop,
Thinking I’m a special snowflake
Because I’m really not.
I’m slowly letting it go,
And I’m finding that it’s great
To find people with common interests
Common interests, and it’s wrong to
Pretend you like something different
To what you like, because you want
To be different, that’s just as phony as
Pretending you like something to fit in.
Maybe even more so.
I’m learning.
Give me time.
How about we forget being different
And we forget fitting in, and then maybe
We can just like what we like?
That would be nice.