Differently Made

I feel like I don't belong like I was gentically made wrong when I look in peoples eyes they look away and disguise how they see me I want to be free of the lables where you sit at certain tables I feel pushed away and each passing day I want to just turn and go go where no one will know who I am and begin again but I stay and live with my sin but I know I've made a change but I'm not the same but that doesn't change what I did what I hid I can remember it all and so do they but I still stand tall like a wall of stone I walk with a straight back bone I don't look down unless I must I go through life with a lust to be more than what I am I try not to give a damn about what they think of me because they'll never truly see what I am