They don't understand. They never have and certainly never will. I would definitely try to let him know, but I'm scared too. I don't have what it takes to be part of their horror. They are weak and have only words to support them. I know for a fact that everyone breathes flames of fire. Their words are shards of glass that I can easily cut myself on when I dwell too long. But they don't realize it. They are oblivious to everything around them. If only they knew...***I walk aimlessly for hours and hours. The forest is dead of life and the only presence above me is a small bird singing. I know I'm alone. I always have been. Sometimes I wonder what it means to be in the presence of another. How does it feel to find comfort in the eyes of those next to you? Contrasting shades of blue and pink light up the sky, signifying that dusk is approaching. This worries me. I have a goal that I desperately need to achieve. I cannot return without having acquired the cruelty and drive similar to that of one of them. I am not accepted as I am. So I decide I need to continue the search. Ahead is another flock of beautiful red birds. Among the towering trees I can spot more and more of them. They give me a sense of comfort. Maybe I wasn't alone. But that sliver of hope doesn't stay with me for long. A path has been opened by countless steps. A blanket of leaves hides the ground, making subtle crunching noises as I pass over it. I'm restless now. Maybe I should just give up. I will never reach the royalty that I am. I can't continue to think that even the slightest possibility of success exists because in reality there isn't. I can't go on. I'm stupid if I think they would look at me differently. They are fools, but I am no different... middle of paper... I am them. No…The world quiets down for just a brief moment. The screams quickly fill my ears again and I feel relieved. They are still alive. I crawl back to the edge and see them slowly but surely come back up. Just seconds later, I'm overwhelmed with hugs and words that sound good. There seems to have been a change in personality. They speak to me... Maybe helping others despite the past has its benefits. Maybe now I won't worry about who I'll talk to during the day or even whether I'll have a conversation. It's nice to think that I'll finally be able to have a friend or two. ***They are still ignorant and they are still foolish, but I am also like them. Even so, terrible words occasionally slip out. However, they are now ready to forgive. Their flaws make them flawless. After all, we are all here simply to learn.