Hopelessly flawed
I happen to be
A misfit, just odd
In the straitjackets of society
Do not conform
To prevailing norms
Cannot reform
The way I perform
Why can I not be
Like everyone around
Blend in perfectly
By conformity bound?
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This was my lament
Throughout early years
The gauche adolescent
Not accepted by peers
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As I grew older, weathered by years
Found more comfort within my skin
Being different no longer was one of my fears
Confidence in myself grew from within
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We all try to blend in, we all are unique
We all are disheartened by others’ critique
Approval of others we all try to seek
If we were similar though, life would be bleak!
Passion...unbridled 
So true, we need to be different to achieve something unique (even for ourselves)!
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I agree…but the ability to be confident about your differences seems to come with age..
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