And when you look into my life, my world, my mind

You don't see the chaos, the madness, that everyone else sees

Rather you see something I used to recognize but have neglected for a long time

Turning instead to the opinions of society and culture to measure myself by

But what you see

You see the artist, you see and explosion that slowly comes together piece by piece

You understand that it doesn't happen all at once

And you wait


Ever so patiently

Until it all comes together

And what you see there aren't harsh judgments

Not rash stereotypes

But me

And I've been waiting for you for a long, long time.

We fit so well into a room that once upon a time was barely big enough for me

My world seems to reshape itself to fit you in

A world that I once thought was too small for even me