User:VeryDarkSheep

Amongst a flock of white sheep, I was born the peculiar black sheep.

I cannot experience the joy my companions can feel or the sadness my companions can feel, nor can I eat the same things my companions can eat. Alien to its companions’ feelings of affection- love, kindness, empathy, and many others, all the tragic black sheep can do is cover its black wool with white powder, and pretend to be a white sheep