Dear Impossible

Dear impossible,

Misty eyes and thoughtful things.

Hope dangling by a string.

Childhood hopes, heartbreaking flings.

You inspire me to create

Different worlds, tricky dreams.

You tell me it’s been done

Over and over.

It will never be unique.

So I add a twist,

And you whisper,

“No one will like it.”

I shrug because I’ve heard it

So many times before.

Dear impossible,

You are only improbable.

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Too Different

“Be yourself.  No one else can be you.”

“Be unique!”

“You’re so original!”

“Why are you so…  different?

Wait, what?

“Why can’t you be like everyone else?”

“Normal people don’t dress like that.”

“God, you’re such a freak.”

To this day, I hear people compliment my uniqueness and the very same say that I’m too different.

Whatever that means.

I could go on a huge rant about how society conditions young people from childhood to be a certain way, and once they grow up, they’re an adequate example of society.  But the goal of this post is to get my message across in less that two hundred words.

Everyone is different and there will always be those who cut you down for it.

That’s the truth of it.

But guess what?

The same person who says you’re too different is being tormented for being unique, whether that torment is self-inflicted or not.

Be kind, shrug off the negative comment, and embrace the positive ones.

Be ‘too different.’