Monday, July 15, 2013

Butterfly Circus: The Beautiful Pain of Being Different

Sometimes I feel like I am sitting in a display window,
with a million labels covering every square inch.
Disabled, different, weak, not enough,

Everyone looks in
some with pity
some gawking
and others wanting me to see more
see different.

Someone told me,
"Different is distinctive,
people who blend in get ignored."
And I am, if anything, different.

So, if I am going to be noticed
I may as well take advantage of it.
When people label me
I will choose to take only those labels which are true.

Distinctive, unique, original
His, joyful, child
until all that remains
is me.

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