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It's odd to be placed into a world like this. I don't go out of my way to fit in, I hold my "absolute self" in the highest regard, as best as I can. Because of that, I become a shapeless being. One that can be just about anything. But I am still restricted nonetheless.

If I had someone, would I become more solid? Would I finally take shape, or would we become something entirely new... Together? I do know one thing though: I wouldn't be alone anymore.

So if I did fly off, it would only be at the very end. After all the love in me has been expended, and all that I could've possibly done is finished, I'll go out in a flaming glory and I will finally. Burn out. The shooting star that I am will just... fizzle out. But with my end, I only hope to have given just enough to make a change in someone else's day.

A poem I wrote on discord that explains how I'm feeling currently, to some degree.

I am me. I am unique. I am interesting. I am kind. I am funny. I am altogether weird and alien.

With that thought, I keep on coming back to how I was crying under a bridge because I couldn't help a sick pigeon. Many people passed by me and the pigeon as if we didn't exist and that had made me feel alien. Why was I the only one worried for this pigeon?

I think I'm wonderful, but that isn't to say that other people aren't amazing too. I just have yet to meet someone that I feel like they can ground me to this planet like no one else has done before.

I could stay on this planet, but maybe shooting off into space instead of staying on such a distant planet would be preferable.

It's the feeling of being a kind and caring person but when you are crying alone in your room with no end in sight. There isn't anyone around to help and no one to call upon.

It sucks. I'm not sure what to do going forward other than keep on trying my best. So yeah, I hope you enjoyed the poem.

I'd like to hear about your experience too and or if anything resonated with you. Any notes on the poem would be appreciated.

Take care of yourself.
 
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