Little Miss Understood

Drawing credit: artprojectsforkids.org

sometimes I wonder

if

being misunderstood

often

and chronically

is actually a good thing

a sign

that you are

different

headstrong

passionate

your own person

that it really does not

occur to you

that what you

said

did

or how you chose

to live your life

was not

The Way You Were Supposed To

if perhaps

instead of it

being a curse

or a burden

it is

in actuality

a

beam

of light

that dances inside of you

all the time

you were born with it

and it is that light

that sometimes

blinds

confuses

frightens

Everyone Else

but that beam

is a lighthouse

it signals to the others

that are not Other

but

just

like

you

Recognition.

and it lights the way

as you stumble

second guessing

doubting

trying to

fit in

be more this

less that

definitely always much less that

that dancing guiding light

it is there

even when

you have to squint

because

no matter

how inconvenient

it is

to be

misunderstood

by so many

so often

it

is actually a good thing

This poem was inspired by a little fairy who walks around with a light so big inside of her, it's most definitely blinding (in the good way); but it's really about myself and everyone else who is just a little different and often misunderstood.