Here's my thing
Everyone wants to believe they're different

And in a way they are
There is not going to be one person that is exactly alike to you
We are made of different interests and families and faces and personalities on a giant interconnecting web of the person we are

But I am not different
I am not special

I am raised to believe
We can be anyone we dream of
But the person I dream of is far away
She doesn't exist

I can try to believe I'll be something else
That I'll be
Different
But at one point you realize your dreams will just be the silly fantasies of your childhood and you'll move on with your life

But I don't want to move on

I want to be different

But
I just don't think I am