I feel cold in places I shouldn’t
Hurt when there are no wounds
I can see things meant to be hidden
Blind to what most can see
I am different
That, I believe
But by no means special
At least not more than any of thee
I feel cold in places I shouldn’t
Hurt when there are no wounds
I can see things meant to be hidden
Blind to what most can see
I am different
That, I believe
But by no means special
At least not more than any of thee