The Others

Sometimes I feel
As strong as steel
Sometimes I'm weak
I'm a kinda freak
But the when
I'm able to stand
Still in the wind 
To float and no sink
I feel more than better
For things that matter
I stood in the swamps
While others were swans
Now I fight a war so antic

While others are so plastic

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