A/N- I know I should be working on UTZ, but I got inspired. Please excuse the grammar mistakes. I wrote it just how the piece unfolded in my head. I think editing it to actually look like some normal would defeat its message. Also, this was originally written just for Emma, but I feel it can be applied to all Psionics. Comments welcome…
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Caged
Just walls
and walls
and walls
It tries to box me in like an animal.
And I wonder sometimes
Am I an animal?
Just because I see things
such things you will never see.
You can only feel, if you call what you do feel.
You only have an inkling of true emotion. You have symptoms: tears, clenching fists, a smile. You have no idea.
Because I see, they put me here
where I can't hurt others or myself.
Maybe I do hurt people.
But why not?
People are blind and deaf and dumb. They're stuck in an imaginary world of jobs and taxes and society. They are dictated to on how life should be. They have no idea how fake that place is. They can't see the utopia that they were given.
They are ignorant.
They are arrogant.
They are stupid.
I am different. I know true reality. I've experienced the world that is the mind. It's a world where anything is possible. A world of infinite possibilities sits on the shoulders of ever man, woman, and child, and they choose to ignore it and drown it out with monotonous tediousness.
And because I know the truth, I'm dangerous.
Because I try to share that true, I'm dangerous.
Because I'm different
Because I'm not normal
Because I threaten normalcy
I'm dangerous.
Fine
Live in your little boring world with your vague thoughts and so-called emotions.
I'll live alone in mine.
Because I'd rather die than live in your dull universe.
Because I have my sight
and you have your self-suffocating normalcy.
