Christina Webb - Illusions

I feel their eyes burn into me from across the room. They look at me because I am different, they fear me because they are afraid of the unknown. They wonder why I don't follow them... Why I don't become a lifeless, unopinionated cyborg. I know why... I will never be one of them. I will make my own destiny and choose my own path. Because I am me, flawed and unedited. I am not perfect and I make mistakes constantly... But there is only one of me. No one is exactly like me in the whole world... And I like it that way. So I welcome the whispers and stares, because I will never be one of them... I will never be part of the crowd......

Christina Webb

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