maelynslavik

Long days at the pond

Swimming in the dark water

And diving off the dock

Full days of skiing

Trying to get the first and last chair

I have a secret.

I am not going to tell you my secret.

I have not told anyone my secret.

I will not tell anyone my secret.

I want to tell someone about my secret.

What does it mean to be different? 
What does it mean to stand out, to not be like the rest?
 In this day and age what is different? 

I feel sometimes I'm split in two, 

Of all the things I have to do, 

I must answer call from call, 

And write you when you feel small, 

"What's your favorite flavor?" 

My dad hands me an array of lollipops: 

Blue, pink, purple and orange, 

And I instinctively go for the orange one.