The swell of a new wave approaches and how beautiful it feels, rising in my chest.
I see you, world, and I tell you: I need not change, though I do baffle you so.
I need not shift to suit your understanding of reality.
I am I. Not a broken shard of perfect life.
I hear them speak labels.
Labels I am beyond.
I see their eyes of confusion; confusion arises only upon expectations unmet.
Expect nothing of me and I shall be the rainbow of life I am here to be.
Expect of me a lie and I must decline.
For I am only I.
I see as only I see.