I am different

People says I am unique, So I feel special
People says I am different, So I feel wonderful
People think I am exquisite, So I feel Confident

But why do peple look at me like that?
Like something's odd with me.
Why do people whisper when I'm around?
Like there's something I should not know.
Why do people laugh after passing through?
Like I did something stupid.
Why do people call me that way?
I did not know, I had another name.

So My mind is confuse, If people really like me? Or not?
I am thinking of what's wrong but I couldn't figure it out.
Then finally someone spoke and told me, Yes I am unique but not unique for being special, Yes I am different but not wonderfully different.

Then I finally realize how stupid I am to forget.
I finally remember that I am unique because I am different from them.
I finally remember that I am not like them, because I am not one of them.
I finally realize how stupid I am to be deceived by their words.