Sometimes I imagine that someone I've met or know has it too.
I have a friend with it so it's not so bad, and she understands.
I guess it's just something that sets me apart and it's lonely.
I feel like a terrible person though, for wishing that someone I knew had it too.
Wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
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Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes it is the quiet voice, at the end of the day, whispering I will try again tomorrow.
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