"You will always be able to tell when आप are different; when आप are the one that everyone is staring at; when आप are the one that everyone runs in fear from या stares at in disgust as आप pass them by; when आप are the runt out of the litter; when आप are the broken and cracked tile in a tile floor; when आप are the dead पेड़ in the center of the lively forest; when आप are the odd one out from the ordinary.
It's a feeling that will creep upon आप without a warning. A feeling of difference. A painful feeling. A sharp blow to wake your psyche from its peaceful slumber; a blow that can crush या cripple a person and their emotions. आप feel distant; आप feel as if आप are a भेड़ लॉस्ट from its herd; आप feel like a ship लॉस्ट at sea. आप feel like आप are drifting further and further away from the world; आप feel like आप are drowning, and आप feel as though everyone would turn away rather than throw a life ring to you, या even dive in to save you. आप feel like आप are the darkness hidden in the corner in a room filled with glistening lights.
For myself, I have very different thoughts. I feel like a cold-blooded animal amongst warm-bloods. I may look the same as the अगला man, but on the inside, I feel like I am burning. आप see the world through a glass window, just as bright and as clean as it could possibly be; pure and full of hope. All I see when I look through that window is stained, cracked glass, tainted द्वारा my place in this world and my warring emotional insides. आप are looking in on the world through that pure window, watching in delight and happiness as people come to आप with a smile; I watch through my window as people turn their backs and walk away. I feel like I cannot see myself; I feel as though I do not see myself. Oh no, I only see a worn man with tears staining his face in the large crack that runs down the middle of the window; I do not see the world, I only see my broken spirit.
I do not feel like I am of your world. I do not feel like I have a place in your world. I only feel like I have the ugly feelings that tether me to reality; who I really am in the flesh. If I were to step into your mirror, या if I were to step into your crystal-clear lake so full of life, I would merely pollute the limpid water and it would become tainted... Just like my body. Just like my species. Just like my mind. Just like my uncontrollable 'bloodlust', as आप call it.
Sometimes I need the danger. I need the danger just to know that my दिल can beat. I feel numb sometimes; numb as in I do not feel as though my body is truly working anymore. Feeling my दिल beat pulsing is one of the only things that reminds me that I am not numb and that I am still a living person and not the... monster that आप believe me to be; the monster that आप claim for me to be. Seeing my blood flow is another way that I know I am living, though my blood is just as cold and as clear as ice instead of the dark, warm crimson red that resides in a normal person. If आप examine me या were to take me apart, will आप find the differences? या will आप ignore the differences and call me person who fits in with the rest of the crowd?
I can see right through आप as if आप were an ice sculpture, so pure and clear. However, can आप see through me? Am I a clear ice to you, am I a blank canvas yet to be touched, या am I a cracked window soiled with years of dirt and grime that prevents आप from seeing into me? Take your pick, choose wisely your response. It will either amuse me या damage me, mind you.
I think of myself in these ways from दिन to day, especially when I am amongst the 'normal'. However, I smile, and I laugh, and I play. I know who I am and I know what I am, even if I do not feel like I do at times. I am but a speck of shadow in a room of light, waiting for my turn to have my time to shine. I am a broken, dirtied mirror placed in a tarnished सोना frame that needs to be cleaned; I do not want to be replaced या repaired, only cleaned. I simply want to be cleaned and placed upon the दीवार with the other, pure mirrors, even if it costs me standing out. I just want to be able to be in the crowd without being rejected. Why will आप not place me with the others? Why do आप hide me away in a storage closet? Am I simply 'not good enough' for you? If that is what आप think, then let me ask आप this... Why do आप think I exist, and why do आप think आप exist? We are equals, no matter what आप say. We are living people who need प्यार and attention to feel like we fit in. If आप gain your acceptance, then where is mine? It matters not how long I wait, I will be accepted some day, some where, some time... and one दिन I will shine. One दिन I will be the most respected piece in the gallery; one दिन I will be amongst the famous and priceless. I am not a mistake; I am a pure diamond hidden in the ashes and soot. People may look over me, thinking that I am only coal on the outside, but on the inside, I am a diamond hidden in the rough.
Tell me, what is wrong with the odd one? Do आप not consider the odd one a person? Even if they are और kind and considering that आप are? If आप are one who is stuck up, आप may sit upon your rich throne, thinking आप are high and mighty, but what will आप do when the 'odd' comes in and is और caring than आप are? Will आप immediately cease calling them a person just because आप think they are strange without looking at what good they have done? If so, then आप are और of a monster than I could ever be.
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For all of आप out there who feel like आप are लॉस्ट in the shadows, what are आप doing? Are आप simply staying in the shadows and letting yourself feel like आप are different and not of this world such as I have? या do आप look for the light while आप are लॉस्ट in the darkness like I have as well? If आप can not find the light to make आप feel better, आप make the light. Let your family and those dear to आप be your fuel, and let आप accepting your differences and who आप are be the spark that lights the flame.
I कहा I felt as though I was the cold-blood amongst the warm-bloods. I कहा I feel as though I am staring through a broken and tainted glass. I कहा I do not feel as though I am from your world; I कहा I felt that I didn't fit in with the people in your own little world. I कहा that if I were to step into your crystal lake, I would pollute the limpid water; but let me ask आप this, is your lake crystal in reality, या is it idealized in your own mind and fake reality; would I be polluting it या bringing आप back to reality? I also कहा that sometimes I felt numb and I needed the danger to feel my दिल beat. What do आप think I meant honestly द्वारा that? Did I mean that I felt disconnected from the world and needed to feel like a person, या did I mean that I want to feel the danger to make me feel alive like a person? Hm.
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All the outcasts. All the odd people. All the frowned and look down upon. I can see you, and I can hear you. आप are not invisible to me, just like how आप are not invisible to the world; आप may only think that not a living soul pays attention to आप as आप cry yourself to sleep. आप may feel stuck on the outside; thinking that आप are damaged and broken beyond repair. आप know what? आप are not so far that someone cannot reach you. आप are not so far that someone cannot लपेटें आप in their embrace and tell आप everything is okay. Can आप believe me? Can आप trust me when I tell आप that everything आप see about yourself is not what I see? आप have my attention; there's no need to hurt and pain yourself for attention. Let the prejudice या judging people be the beautiful lights in the city; we shall rise above them as bright, beautiful neon signs in a night sky, and those who accept us and प्यार us for who we are shall rise above with us. आप are special, no matter what आप think आप are. If someone tells आप that आप are a cursed या evil species, prove them wrong द्वारा proving that आप are a beautiful diamond while they are simply a tarnished piece of gold. If someone tells आप that आप are a nerd या a geek, दिखाना them that आप might just be the scientist who makes the cure that cures the plague. Let all of the outcasts fly with me and come to a place where we can be diverse and appreciate each other without putting each other down; even if this world exists only in our minds, we will find a way to be who we are without fears of being struck down.
Your smallest whisper... I can hear it. Let your voice be heard. Be who आप are, not what the world expects आप to be. आप do not think आप are good enough to the world to anyone in the world? Nonsense, आप are a bright diamond in my eyes. आप are a treasure, a perfect one at that. आप may have had a rough ride, but do not let that change who आप are, and who आप are is a unique individual. आप are और than just a face, और than just a name, and और than just the hurtful labels that the hypocrites around आप might give. आप are more, आप are a beauty. आप are a treasure, and आप are NOT alone.
Take it from me, a man who has faired many reactions and various treatments due to who I am. आप are a unique person and आप do not deserve to have the dirt and grime of the world thrown upon your delicate frame that holds you. Is your frame old, tarnished, polished, new, या anything else? It does not matter; आप are as equal as the others around you.
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The Hatred and Evil was as blacken as coal. The Uncertainty was sandy and unclear. The Happiness golden. The Isolation was a lonely blue. The Sole Lie was as clear and as see-through as a white ice. The Socialness was a perky orange. The Laughter was a radiating green. The Serious brought a gloomy shade of grey. Above all, the Mixture of Good and Bad traits was a clear prism that cast all the रंग of a beautiful इंद्रधनुष and a shadowy gloom; the one holding the prism decided which रंग they wanted to cast. Which one are you?
In the end, are we not all a stained glass portrait? We are either made in bright, happy रंग with a beautiful picture, या we are a gloomy, dark picture with dark and depressing colors. Or, no, wait. Perhaps we are all works in progress, just waiting to bloom and reveal who were truly are inside."
~Alric Maximilian Faust
It's a feeling that will creep upon आप without a warning. A feeling of difference. A painful feeling. A sharp blow to wake your psyche from its peaceful slumber; a blow that can crush या cripple a person and their emotions. आप feel distant; आप feel as if आप are a भेड़ लॉस्ट from its herd; आप feel like a ship लॉस्ट at sea. आप feel like आप are drifting further and further away from the world; आप feel like आप are drowning, and आप feel as though everyone would turn away rather than throw a life ring to you, या even dive in to save you. आप feel like आप are the darkness hidden in the corner in a room filled with glistening lights.
For myself, I have very different thoughts. I feel like a cold-blooded animal amongst warm-bloods. I may look the same as the अगला man, but on the inside, I feel like I am burning. आप see the world through a glass window, just as bright and as clean as it could possibly be; pure and full of hope. All I see when I look through that window is stained, cracked glass, tainted द्वारा my place in this world and my warring emotional insides. आप are looking in on the world through that pure window, watching in delight and happiness as people come to आप with a smile; I watch through my window as people turn their backs and walk away. I feel like I cannot see myself; I feel as though I do not see myself. Oh no, I only see a worn man with tears staining his face in the large crack that runs down the middle of the window; I do not see the world, I only see my broken spirit.
I do not feel like I am of your world. I do not feel like I have a place in your world. I only feel like I have the ugly feelings that tether me to reality; who I really am in the flesh. If I were to step into your mirror, या if I were to step into your crystal-clear lake so full of life, I would merely pollute the limpid water and it would become tainted... Just like my body. Just like my species. Just like my mind. Just like my uncontrollable 'bloodlust', as आप call it.
Sometimes I need the danger. I need the danger just to know that my दिल can beat. I feel numb sometimes; numb as in I do not feel as though my body is truly working anymore. Feeling my दिल beat pulsing is one of the only things that reminds me that I am not numb and that I am still a living person and not the... monster that आप believe me to be; the monster that आप claim for me to be. Seeing my blood flow is another way that I know I am living, though my blood is just as cold and as clear as ice instead of the dark, warm crimson red that resides in a normal person. If आप examine me या were to take me apart, will आप find the differences? या will आप ignore the differences and call me person who fits in with the rest of the crowd?
I can see right through आप as if आप were an ice sculpture, so pure and clear. However, can आप see through me? Am I a clear ice to you, am I a blank canvas yet to be touched, या am I a cracked window soiled with years of dirt and grime that prevents आप from seeing into me? Take your pick, choose wisely your response. It will either amuse me या damage me, mind you.
I think of myself in these ways from दिन to day, especially when I am amongst the 'normal'. However, I smile, and I laugh, and I play. I know who I am and I know what I am, even if I do not feel like I do at times. I am but a speck of shadow in a room of light, waiting for my turn to have my time to shine. I am a broken, dirtied mirror placed in a tarnished सोना frame that needs to be cleaned; I do not want to be replaced या repaired, only cleaned. I simply want to be cleaned and placed upon the दीवार with the other, pure mirrors, even if it costs me standing out. I just want to be able to be in the crowd without being rejected. Why will आप not place me with the others? Why do आप hide me away in a storage closet? Am I simply 'not good enough' for you? If that is what आप think, then let me ask आप this... Why do आप think I exist, and why do आप think आप exist? We are equals, no matter what आप say. We are living people who need प्यार and attention to feel like we fit in. If आप gain your acceptance, then where is mine? It matters not how long I wait, I will be accepted some day, some where, some time... and one दिन I will shine. One दिन I will be the most respected piece in the gallery; one दिन I will be amongst the famous and priceless. I am not a mistake; I am a pure diamond hidden in the ashes and soot. People may look over me, thinking that I am only coal on the outside, but on the inside, I am a diamond hidden in the rough.
Tell me, what is wrong with the odd one? Do आप not consider the odd one a person? Even if they are और kind and considering that आप are? If आप are one who is stuck up, आप may sit upon your rich throne, thinking आप are high and mighty, but what will आप do when the 'odd' comes in and is और caring than आप are? Will आप immediately cease calling them a person just because आप think they are strange without looking at what good they have done? If so, then आप are और of a monster than I could ever be.
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For all of आप out there who feel like आप are लॉस्ट in the shadows, what are आप doing? Are आप simply staying in the shadows and letting yourself feel like आप are different and not of this world such as I have? या do आप look for the light while आप are लॉस्ट in the darkness like I have as well? If आप can not find the light to make आप feel better, आप make the light. Let your family and those dear to आप be your fuel, and let आप accepting your differences and who आप are be the spark that lights the flame.
I कहा I felt as though I was the cold-blood amongst the warm-bloods. I कहा I feel as though I am staring through a broken and tainted glass. I कहा I do not feel as though I am from your world; I कहा I felt that I didn't fit in with the people in your own little world. I कहा that if I were to step into your crystal lake, I would pollute the limpid water; but let me ask आप this, is your lake crystal in reality, या is it idealized in your own mind and fake reality; would I be polluting it या bringing आप back to reality? I also कहा that sometimes I felt numb and I needed the danger to feel my दिल beat. What do आप think I meant honestly द्वारा that? Did I mean that I felt disconnected from the world and needed to feel like a person, या did I mean that I want to feel the danger to make me feel alive like a person? Hm.
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All the outcasts. All the odd people. All the frowned and look down upon. I can see you, and I can hear you. आप are not invisible to me, just like how आप are not invisible to the world; आप may only think that not a living soul pays attention to आप as आप cry yourself to sleep. आप may feel stuck on the outside; thinking that आप are damaged and broken beyond repair. आप know what? आप are not so far that someone cannot reach you. आप are not so far that someone cannot लपेटें आप in their embrace and tell आप everything is okay. Can आप believe me? Can आप trust me when I tell आप that everything आप see about yourself is not what I see? आप have my attention; there's no need to hurt and pain yourself for attention. Let the prejudice या judging people be the beautiful lights in the city; we shall rise above them as bright, beautiful neon signs in a night sky, and those who accept us and प्यार us for who we are shall rise above with us. आप are special, no matter what आप think आप are. If someone tells आप that आप are a cursed या evil species, prove them wrong द्वारा proving that आप are a beautiful diamond while they are simply a tarnished piece of gold. If someone tells आप that आप are a nerd या a geek, दिखाना them that आप might just be the scientist who makes the cure that cures the plague. Let all of the outcasts fly with me and come to a place where we can be diverse and appreciate each other without putting each other down; even if this world exists only in our minds, we will find a way to be who we are without fears of being struck down.
Your smallest whisper... I can hear it. Let your voice be heard. Be who आप are, not what the world expects आप to be. आप do not think आप are good enough to the world to anyone in the world? Nonsense, आप are a bright diamond in my eyes. आप are a treasure, a perfect one at that. आप may have had a rough ride, but do not let that change who आप are, and who आप are is a unique individual. आप are और than just a face, और than just a name, and और than just the hurtful labels that the hypocrites around आप might give. आप are more, आप are a beauty. आप are a treasure, and आप are NOT alone.
Take it from me, a man who has faired many reactions and various treatments due to who I am. आप are a unique person and आप do not deserve to have the dirt and grime of the world thrown upon your delicate frame that holds you. Is your frame old, tarnished, polished, new, या anything else? It does not matter; आप are as equal as the others around you.
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The Hatred and Evil was as blacken as coal. The Uncertainty was sandy and unclear. The Happiness golden. The Isolation was a lonely blue. The Sole Lie was as clear and as see-through as a white ice. The Socialness was a perky orange. The Laughter was a radiating green. The Serious brought a gloomy shade of grey. Above all, the Mixture of Good and Bad traits was a clear prism that cast all the रंग of a beautiful इंद्रधनुष and a shadowy gloom; the one holding the prism decided which रंग they wanted to cast. Which one are you?
In the end, are we not all a stained glass portrait? We are either made in bright, happy रंग with a beautiful picture, या we are a gloomy, dark picture with dark and depressing colors. Or, no, wait. Perhaps we are all works in progress, just waiting to bloom and reveal who were truly are inside."
~Alric Maximilian Faust