A Neglected Path

I have always known I was unusual. A small voice whispered in my youth. I saw things in an unconventional light. I could only imagine what others thought of me. I worked so hard to alter their perception, and mine. That first vision, one so important. How could they know what I couldn't face? I ran in the opposite direction fleeing headlong down the wrong path. Years after, I converged upon that old path, overgrown from years of neglect. Slowly, I reclaimed what was once mine and evolved into the one I was meant to be.