She tried to fill what was missing; those hollow, empty spaces that have echoed her insufficiency for as long as she can remember.

She tried to do as they do. But it was wrong.

She naturally rejects their apathy of what makes her come alive. She tried to live as they do. But it was all wrong.

She lives wrong.

She feels wrong.

She breathes wrong.

She stands wrong.

She sings wrong.

She eats wrong.

She loves wrong.

She prays wrong.

She writes wrong.

She dresses wrong.

She laughs wrong.

She smiles wrong and she frowns wrong.

For a lifetime of being told she is wrong, it took her years to figure out what was right.

It is a battle every day, asking herself if this is right.

And this, my friends, is where she went wrong.


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