Apa leaves and then Ewa picks me up, taking me towards the park. I don't struggle until we get there, wanting to be put down and run to a golden retriever chasing a Frisbee.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
/I think, today,/ he thought back, /the important fact is that I don't/ need /to be better than him. He can just be a person. And I... I can just be one too./ — Adolin (Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson)