no one told before,
i am individual,
i can be different,
i can be unique,
can feel like,
not to fit in,
i can question,
can make decision,
can make mistake,
can search my way.

how long i suppressed,
i found a voice depressed,
named it new,
thought as dual personality,
little did knew,
it's my own individuality.
acceptance grew,
some old dissolved,
some new appeared,
my two merged in one,
came to knew,
that's me the only one.

as i accept,
i saw others,
as individual.
i can feel,
their struggle.
can understand,
their confusion.
i want to tell,
"our individuality,
is our responsibility."
i know,
one day,
they will understand.












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