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Outlier

I am one of a kind, a loner. I’m smart, so they call me a nerd; they can’t think of a better word. It’s true. I’m ahead of the curve. But what they don’t know, is that being ahead of the curve is not all fun and straight A’s. It’s lonely, too—and mostly it’s a damn curse! Sometimes, if you’re unlucky… —like me— it comes with bipolar disorder and suicidal feelings, depression,— and bouts of mania! Yeah! That’s me, alright… —one of a kind— a loner! See? So, do you all still envy me? Do you all now still want to be me, too? —a lonely, bipolar outlier?

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