Everyone is Different

I randomly went through some old files on my computer and I found this poem. I have no idea how old I was when I wrote this, but I'm guessing middle school or early high school. I hope you enjoy, I definitely surprised myself when I found it. It was exactly what I needed to hear.

Everyone is different

Though great or big or small

Everyone has purpose

Each one different for us all

Some of us hide in shadow

Scared of others large

Some of us stand chests thrown out

Saying “I’M the one in charge!”

When seeing each overlooked one

They seem more beautiful than before

We want to look up to those who seem to matter

When we should look up to the “average” ones more

Everyone is beautiful

Even if it’s hard to find

Everyone has a hidden purpose

Unknown to their own mind.

Every person IS different

Even if you follow the crowd

Every person has meaning

Even if it’s to touch a cloud.

Our colors may be different

Our shapes too strange to name

Others may have customs odd

But in a way we’re all the same.

-Chantel