Lost and Found

The End, A New Beginning ― Looking right and left, ∙ I see people who know who they are, ∙ One look at them, and they show me their lives, ∙ But as they look at me, ∙ They see, I have no identity. ∙ Who am I? ∙ Honestly, if I knew I would tell you, ∙ But I don't. ∙ I wake up, and I feel lost, ∙ Like I don't belong. And it's true. ∙ I'm different and everyone knows, ∙ But why is it, that it matters so much? ∙ Why do I have to be like [...].