Instead of being the avant-garde,
The glorified, unique abnormality
In my mind I'm merely the lone wolf,
The discarded anomalyI hope for trust and camaraderie,
I strive to become one with the group
But those esoteric tales will always remain-
A boundary between me and the troopI wish I was born with natural charisma,
I wish I didn't need to try so hard
My acrimony has dissolved into fits of angst,
My self worth has broken to shardsBefore, I craved the limelight with all that I had,
I desired to be the bona fide
I presumed friends were the result of bravado and brains,
But now all I want is to hide.~An Aspiring Parvenu
• • •
We all crave what we can't have, and the second it's in our grasp, it proves to be inadequate.
Once, all I wanted was to feel accepted. I didn't want to be the anomaly. I wanted to fit in, no matter how different everyone was from me. If I wasn't being accepted, I blamed myself.
But now, I'm proud to be a pebble in a crowd full of diamonds. I'm okay being who I am. My decision may not pave way for a journey full of sunshine and rainbows, but at least it's my own path that I'm walking.
I don't need to be a part of a group to feel loved.
I need my insecurities to take a backseat, my heart to beat and my fears to retreat.Love yourself first, and everyone else will follow.
~Via
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/132295860-288-k377223.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
Paroxysm |✓
PoetryYou ask people about love, They tell you about heartbreak. You ask people about smiles, But when aren't they fake? You ask people about sorrow, And their words could fill oceans. So if you want to hear mine, Here's my whirlwind of emotions. • •...