The Schematics: Analogy of the Soul

Different people have different presumptions of me. Some thought I was superhuman--that nothing got to me. That I never cringed at anything--never twitched. Others presumed that I was too carefree; that I underachieved due to my easy nature. That I was incapable of reaching expectation. That I was nothing more than an soul on a scale of mediocrity. Still others shudder at the sight of cold eyes that greeted them; my own. I was too serious, blunt and heartless some said. That I relish the gloom indulgence of the dark alcoves that is my mind-- and my sanctuary. Frankly, people have been throwing around shit on visual interpretation alone. It wasn't a very pleasant experience for me back then. It was more or less one or the other.

Yet a handful saw a truer me. That I was as human as they were-maybe more than any other would have wanted. Yes, I see my flaws. I know sometimes I talk too much or say things I wish I never said, or even have done stuff I wanted to taken back. I'm learning to change those foibles, and a few more I just knew by then with a little heart to heart. But what I do have is natural charm--the kind they say could not be seen a lot of people. That maybe I wasn't too striking at first glance but the personality that stood out, that aura I emit, the vibe I have is exotic; different. People who know me say it's my edge. That if one gave a chance, they couldn't say no because I was 'captivating'. That I can win hearts being myself. I don't know. My cousin told me that. I don't get it either :)

So the presumptions continue, be it positive or negative. But amidst the talks, the presumptions, or maybe even my actual flaws, let me assure you, you wouldn't find another person like me :D