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I am the one who is different.
My body`s distorted and ugly to see
My voice is a croak, not the trill it should be
They bend over backwards in kindness to me
Because I am the one who is different.

I am the one who is broken.
My reach is too small and my hands are too thick
My skin is like sandpaper, not silky slick
My wings never grew and I`m heavy as brick
Because I am the one who is broken.

There`s a cringe in their eyes when they look at me
I can tell they`re avoiding my touch
But the saddest of all is to look at their beauty
And know that their care is an unpleasant duty
I wish I was like them so much.

But I am the one who is twisted.
They promise someday I will go to a place
Where everyone else has my body and face
On a world at the edges of black empty space.
I`ll live with the rest who are twisted.

CHORUS

But I am the one who is twisted.
They promise someday I will go to a place
Where everyone else has my body and face
On a world at the edges of black empty space.
I`ll live with the rest who are twisted.

A nightmare of none but the twisted.



Words and music: Kathy Mar

Copyright 1985 Kathy Mar

I am the one who is different.
My body`s distorted and ugly to see
My voice is a croak, not the trill it should be
They bend over backwards in kindness to me
Because I am the one who is different.

I am the one who is broken.
My reach is too small and my hands are too thick
My skin is like sandpaper, not silky slick
My wings never grew and I`m heavy as brick
Because I am the one who is broken.

There`s a cringe in their eyes when they look at me
I can tell they`re avoiding my touch
But the saddest of all is to look at their beauty
And know that their care is an unpleasant duty
I wish I was like them so much.

But I am the one who is twisted.
They promise someday I will go to a place
Where everyone else has my body and face
On a world at the edges of black empty space.
I`ll live with the rest who are twisted.

CHORUS

But I am the one who is twisted.
They promise someday I will go to a place
Where everyone else has my body and face
On a world at the edges of black empty space.
I`ll live with the rest who are twisted.

A nightmare of none but the twisted.



Words and music: Kathy Mar

Copyright 1985 Kathy Mar

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