Claiming My Voice: From the darkness, the light emerges.

I’ve never been the kind of girl that a boy would write a song about.

I’ve never been remarkable in anyway really.

Oh sure, I am remarkable in ways that few will ever see.

I am remarkable in minor ways that are truly unimportant to the masses.

Some days they are unimportant to me.

Mostly I am just like everyone else.

Most of us are.

Snowflakes look identical from a distance.

Anything that there are 8 billion of are not miracles.

It’s OK to be one in the crowd.

It’s OK to know our place.

Once we accept our mediocrity, we can come to peace with it.