A Neglected Path
I have always known I was unusual.
A small voice whispered in my youth.
I saw things in an unconventional light.
I could only imagine what others thought of me.
I worked so hard to alter their perception,
and mine.
That first vision, one so important.
How could they know what I couldn't face?
I ran in the opposite direction
fleeing headlong down the wrong path.
Years after, I converged upon that old path,
overgrown from years of neglect.
Slowly, I reclaimed what was once mine
and evolved into the one
I was meant to be.
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