different? no. same.

It is right there.
In front of my eyes and my hands,
there lies what I have longed for.
I want it more than anything,
but I know that it will hurt me more than anything.
Do I reach for it and hope that the good times outweigh the bad?
Do I hope that the dark future will lighten as I reach out?
Do I think that the results will be different than they have been for others?
Am I trully different than the others?
No, the bad will outweigh the good.
The future will stay the same.
The results will prove constant.
And the truth is, I am not different.
There is no exception,
just the rule.