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Your Superweirdo

Your Superweirdo

Anomaly,

I consider myself to be

Strange and unusual like an unsolved mystery

Mysteriously imaginative never believing this life is my true reality

A dreamer
 

An admirer of all things different, unloved, seen as unacceptable

Always looking to rescue and take in anything that was cast out and

Show it what it is like to be appreciated and cared about
 

Cared for, in more ways than one, to be accepted and never left alone

Feeling like a mistake, that was told it needed to be permanently erased

A disgrace that lacked grace and could not ever receive it

Seen as unworthy, worthless, worth less than nothingness

Once told it was never supposed to exist
 

Because it was not normal enough for the society that creates unnecessary stereotypes

Because the common types of societies only accept common, unoriginal, average

Basically they accept what fits, not misfits

Because nothing wants to take anything that is broken and in need of tender love and care

Because that requires effort and those societies are apathetic only worrying about

Aesthetics which is pathetic and pointless

Because death could care less about cosmetics, clothing, cars or cash
 

So why is different mistreated?

I consider myself a protector of anything different.

I consider myself to be a guardian of the strange and unusual.

I consider myself to be a superhero with a peculiar name.

Anomaly

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Byd0nz

So why is different mistreated?  You ask in your interesting work, perhaps mankind is still primitive, not yet evolved enough to fill its' brain capacity. Maybe another million years and we will all be inclusive, one way or another..keep on superheroing.

Cheers.

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YokiChanMan

Thank you so much and I will try to. It is my dream to make a difference in this world! <3

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