ch 16

Being different

I am in a land i do not know

a land where I'm different,

a land where I stick out,

now I wonder,

I wonder how different I am,

now I stick out,

now I see,

now I understand,

no 2 ponies are the same,

now I see,

now I wonder,

I wonder how I was blind,

I wonder how different I am,

I stick out from them all,

I stick out from them all,

now I see why I am different,

Now I wonder how many are like me,

I wonder how many different ponies there are,

Now I see why,

in a land fill with ponies,

where no pony is like me,

where no 2 ponies are the same,

I now wonder how different i am,

now I wonder how I was blind,

now know how it feels,

now I know how it is to be different,

different in a land with so many,

in a land where no 2 ponies are the same,

now I know,

now I see how different I am.