I once heard the phrase: To be great is to be misunderstood.
At the time, it was exactly what I wanted and how I felt. I wanted to become great. And no one seemed to understand what I was thinking, trying to say. I hadn't yet found my talent for writing so how could they understand the things in my head that even I didn't understand enough to put into words or pictures.
Now...
I just want someone to understand.
To completely and entirely understand and accept me. To read me like a book, every little move or flicker. I stand out, and I will retain that position because I like standing out, but now I want to belong a little.
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