Hello, you.
Yes, you, the one who's reading now,
I wanted to say something tonight,
something simple, yet profound:
My individuality makes me whole.
It doesn't break me.
It doesn't chip away at my worth.
It holds me, steadily,and quietly,
like a soft echo of my truth.
Maybe I'm a nerd.
Maybe I speak in quiet rooms and dream in loud colors.
But the fact that you know I'm a nerd…
means you see me.
You notice.
You remember.
I might be the one they laugh at.
I might be the name whispered in mockery.
But if you can find the energy to mock me,
if your thoughts can't rest without tossing my name around.
then somehow, I've mattered.
Somewhere, I've stuck.
Even in your disdain, I exist.
And to someone, someone out there who sees me beyond the labels,
beyond the noise, beyond the bruises.
To that person
I am precious.
My individuality makes me visible
to those who see the good in the quiet,
the light in the overlooked,
the beauty in what's different.
To someone, I am the reflection
they see in every book they love,
in every soft moment that brings them peace,
in every good thing they never thought they'd find in another.
To someone, I am their good half.
So no, I won't dim myself to be accepted.
I won't twist my soul to fit into hollow molds.
Because my individuality
the parts you mock, the things you don't understand about me
is exactly what makes me stronger
Exactly what makes me whole and what makes me wild.