The Blinded Side

From the beginning of time there was always that one person that didn't fit in, that didn't meet the standards. There was only two options either your in or your out, there was no in between. But for me there is, I'm not normal, I'm not average, I'm just delusional. Normal to me is smiling at a funeral, crying at a birthday, and talking to mirrors.

It may not seem normal but it is for me. I cry at birthday's because I know that at any given point that person could have died. I smile at funerals because that person is finally going to heaven.

Some people are unwilling to accept change, while others opinions are based on society. These "people" are blind. They cannot see how unique these people actually are because they are blinded by their own beliefs. They have yet to understand the whole definition of the word change.