Unique

Unique is a word with thorns
that you stab into your skin.
Becoming a warning bramble
to keep others from coming in.

You revel in your bramble skin
and take pride as it pricks and tears.
Knowing you can keep everyone out
and pretend you have no cares.

Unique is a word we call ourselves,
or enjoy when given the name,
that we use as an excuse to run away
or maybe shift the blame.

It’s okay to be different
and stand out from the crowd.
Marching to a new drumbeat
and singing loud and proud.

It’s when difference is a shield
instead of a banner flying.
We should use it to show off,
not to aid our hiding.

So rejoice in our uniqueness
but invite the rest around.
‘Cause when we’re flying high
they keep us tethered to the ground.

We need to keep the balance
between the earth and sky
and it can be “we together”
instead of relying on “I”.