To the last few remaining rebels without a cause. I see you standing there feeling naked, exposed like someone famous. They speak about you in riddles and metaphors. You laugh out loud but your fingers are crossed. Live unapologetic, oh how you try but your silence leaves another scar.
Why do you all too often end up like this? Wondering how you could rewrite the beginning. Hoping to see the person inside mirrored in your reflection. Perhaps its time to cast those regrets away and accept the past then write a new story.
Do not worry if no one understands. You are special this is true. So used the gifts that were given to you. Don’t allow fear and uncertainty to consume.
Be unwilling to fold, even if you are standing all alone. Feed yourself organic thoughts cultivated from the notions of what could be and not from the manufactured notions of your surroundings. Sincerely, A Rebel Without A Cause
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