Throughout my life,
the myriad of moments
I would introduce
someone to my parents,
the majority of the time
a “hello” would be accompanied
with “you’re responsible
for spawning this?!”
While a finger mysteriously
pointed in my direction.
One thing about myself,
I completely know — I don’t
have a normal bone in my body.
Consistently different,
than everybody else
and literally ostracised
for it.You know what
the remarkable aspect to life
really is? When you start
to comprehend what your true
identity is, the person you’re able
to look at in the mirror
and the person you’re brave
enough to be. Normal has
always been overrated.
If you open your optics
wide enough to see the truth
which is pure — surrounded
by beautiful individuals who
are far from normal.
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