The paths I’ve taken, uncharted,
Visibility often non-existent.
Actions and thoughts,
Labeled weird, foreign to most.
But rest assured, my actions are sure…

I journey through dark alleys,
Not for coolness, but for difference.
Where I’m headed, what I see,
Not the same as you.
I see with my heart,
More than my eyes.
Painful at times,
Long pauses…
But I always arrive.

Mountains left to climb,
Skepticism to dispel.
Not distracted by ifs,
Focused on when.
Unclear, yes, you don’t see my vision.
But so is a masterpiece,
Before it’s complete.

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