Different

There are so many people in this world, there are so many things in this world. Everything is different, every person is different, everyday is different. I see this and wonder, how am I better or worse or extraordinary. Everybody wants to be different or better. We try to do stuff to be better, sometimes it works, sometimes it fails. You may not have many chances you deserve be different but you still try in those little ways you can. This maybe your only chance. You dream, you imagine, knowing that it is the only place you can actually be different.



There are so many people in this world. But why does only one seem better than everyone else? A person you may not even cast a second glance at. Why does that person's faults suddenly don't matter ? Why for you a single ordinary person is so extraordinary now ? Why that person is different for you even though you may never be different for them.