Apr 2018
From the moment the world brought me out: I was unusual.
I started normal: The same routine as the others.
But when I turned the age of five, that’s when life moulded me. My hands were a flutter, always making moves no person would want in a conversation. I spoke words that were directed at someone invisible.
People were aliens to me: I could not play or even talk with other children; the corner of my mind was the world I understood.
Whole hours spent on a screen with no outside touch.
When I didn't get everything, or forced to do what I saw new, my eyes became rivers.
A simple relative's departure made me cry a crocodile's tears.
Oh, how my mother tried to calm my 'extraordinary' traits, but no avail came.
The day came for the higher place of learning, and still I was the odd one out. I do something weird; the other students would make the stares of God's judgement.
For most of life's great plan, I was a ripple in the water. Other people were still a mystery, like a haunting in my brain.
Now: things are different. My companions are numerous, and my family loving, more than ever.
God was patient, and the reward was that I can control my behaviour; the spell that took over me before.
Life is a beauty.
Everyone is different; one individual is a stranger to another.
Your emotions are different, the personality is unusual.
Even what you like is a missing clue in the grand scheme.
Me: I started out different. That's still the case to this day.
But now I am one of life's greatest examples of change.
I am what I am, always have been.
Take it or leave it with you.
I started normal: The same routine as the others.
But when I turned the age of five, that’s when life moulded me. My hands were a flutter, always making moves no person would want in a conversation. I spoke words that were directed at someone invisible.
People were aliens to me: I could not play or even talk with other children; the corner of my mind was the world I understood.
Whole hours spent on a screen with no outside touch.
When I didn't get everything, or forced to do what I saw new, my eyes became rivers.
A simple relative's departure made me cry a crocodile's tears.
Oh, how my mother tried to calm my 'extraordinary' traits, but no avail came.
The day came for the higher place of learning, and still I was the odd one out. I do something weird; the other students would make the stares of God's judgement.
For most of life's great plan, I was a ripple in the water. Other people were still a mystery, like a haunting in my brain.
Now: things are different. My companions are numerous, and my family loving, more than ever.
God was patient, and the reward was that I can control my behaviour; the spell that took over me before.
Life is a beauty.
Everyone is different; one individual is a stranger to another.
Your emotions are different, the personality is unusual.
Even what you like is a missing clue in the grand scheme.
Me: I started out different. That's still the case to this day.
But now I am one of life's greatest examples of change.
I am what I am, always have been.
Take it or leave it with you.
