I am an extreme.
I am many extremes.
I am so far into the rabbit hole in so many different directions that people cannot keep up.
I am undoubtedly someone
in such a precise, detailed, confident way
while others look blurry.
To be what I am in this point in time in this place is very hard.
I am not confused.
I am so sure of all the things that others don’t even know exist.
So when I show them it,
there is only fear, confusion, and anger.
I can only give them time to learn what there is inside of them.
But to see them grow is so beautiful.
If I all I can do to help is watch, it would be an honor.
Where do I go from somewhere, while everyone is going there from elsewhere?
I have not reached the edge, the top, the limit.
But mine is different from theirs.
I do know that.