HumanA Poem by Leslie MarieI'm so strange, that I do anything, when others cannot do.
I'm so strange that I think, when others have already thought.
I'm so strange that I sleep at night, when others are filled with fright.
I'm so strange that I am anything.
But then again, I am part of a strange breed.
I am human. I am me. © 2013 Leslie MarieAuthor's Note
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Added on June 15, 2012Last Updated on August 17, 2013 Tags: strange, humanity, thought, fear, individuality Author
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