snowflakes in the rain

She said,
ďYouíre not a fucking snowflake
thereís nothing special about

The sun will go on shining if youíre not here
so stop trying to be the world to all the wrong peopleĒ

And thereís nothing I could say to that
no witty retort or scathing comeback on my tongue
my face lighting itself up into one glowing shade of red

Because we all want to believe weíre special
that thereís a star inside that someone will notice
someday and maybe, just maybe
we wonít have to be lonely

Iíve spent my life walking around
hunched over like an empty piece of universe
untouched by the light of the stars
wishing I was a supernova
unable to see the light
in me

And some days I feel like a snowflake in the rain
melting under the pressures
of all the things
I should be
but donít quite measure up to
on all the scales weíre measured by
in the bright lights of commercial genealogy
airbrushed magazines and best seller books with words
that have no soul
because you can be unique
as long as youíre just like everybody else

And as much as I try to fight it and tell myself
Iím special and that Iím worth more than a fleeting glance of your time
it doesnít change the fact that sheís right
Iím not a fucking snowflake
but Iím still unique
and I still have something to say

© Indie Adams 2013
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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