I am a blue square.
I've never fit in with the red squares that surround me. I'm used to it.
I've actually learned to be proud of it.
It hasn't always been easy. Even today, after years of learning to assimilate and, alternatively, develop a thick skin, I cringe when I open my mouth and say the wrong thing to people.
I get blank looks A LOT. ALL THE TIME.
The people closest to me pat me on the head and say I'm special.
I swear, I'm smart. I'm fairly lucid.
I'm just BLUE, not RED.
That is all.