The Odd Kid

Maturity doesn't come with age and attaining maturity before your age isn't strange. Our society has a perception about people who talk or act more mature than the others at their age. Yes they're odd, they're unusual and you might just find them weird but that doesn't allow you to label them as that. Everyone has reasons why they are so, if you aren't considerate enough to understand them then just don't bother commenting on them. They're as harmless and as you are, don't treat them differently.
Say no to bullying!

White Lies

It's so weird how you think,
I'm dumb enough to believe,
That you'd never thought,
Of ever to leave,
It's so crazy how you think,
I'm childish to believe white lies,
I'm not blind enough to unsee something,
As evident as the colour of the skies,
It's so confusing how you think,
I'm a kid you can troll,
I'm not capable enough to figure out,
All your evil goals,
It's so strange how you think,
I believe you do care,
You're just one of the others,
Your identity is crystal clear,
It's so unrealistic how you think,
I'll still believe you after all I've seen,
To hear your lies once again,
I am no longer keen.

Awaiting Glorification

What's worse than aiding someone,
Is to call it a favour,
To express they'd have no hope,
If you hadn't been their saviour,
To believe in your dominance,
Over the good they shall see,
And to expect being lauded,
They defining your glory,
For what you have done for them,
Expecting in return,
Presenting that all you ever did,
Was for the reward you'd earn,
They might just be considerate enough,
To believe in all this themself,
Your declaration might ruin the respect,
In their heart they must have held.

Contentment

Counting someone’s imperfections, won’t make you perfect,

If they’re flawed, you too got a defect,

Because what’s worse than not being flawless,

Is too hurt someone, your limit to transgress,

To remind them of what they don’t own or lack,

Is enough to let their heart crack,

If they’ve not got it all, at least they’re free,

Of the desire to not overlook, the things you see,

Despite losing all, more than you they’ve got,

Entangled in insecurities, by your fears you’re caught,

To be above them you don’t have to pull them down,

Fruitless is your desire, to turn their smile to a frown,

Learn to appreciate life like they do,

And you might just attain, contentment too.

Friends

When you fall they laugh at you but when the world laughs, they're the first ones to stand by you and not in the crowd of the mockers.
When you stumble they too tease you but when you give up, they're the first ones to help you up again.
When you go through a rollercoaster of emotions they laugh away with you at your attitude but when you fall prey to those feelings, they're the first ones to bring you out of that state.
When you get irritated they fight with you but when others stand up against you, they're the first ones to fight with you and protect you.
If you know someone of this sort, appreciate them for what they do for you, keep them close and never let go off them, because they're the people you need when everyone else walks away.

Read

Read. Read all of you can and read as much as is possible. Read the lengthiest and biggest books you can find, by some of the greatest thinkers or philosophers of the world. Read their point of view to enlighten yourself. Read their judgements to learn. Read their opinions to develop your own through analysis. Read all you can. Read so that you acquire knowledge, have no bounds to your limit to read. Amongst all the information you receive you might as well learn to read patiently too, because that is our problem my friend. We read less and assume we understand more than possible and know more than our capacity. We can read, we can infer but I'm afraid we do that faster than we should. We don't read as much as is required and we read with minimal concentration levels. That is why we neither know much, nor do we actually understand much of what we know.

Date Night

In a place packed with couples it was odd to spot a girl sitting all alone. Waiving her hand she signed me to take her order. A loose blue T-shirt with a pair of jeans, her hair tied in a low pony and a pair of sneakers to complete her outfit. Not a touch of makeup on her face and not a hint of her attire was closest to anything you'd expect.

"Hi, I'd like to order entree number 32 and for the drink I think a lemonade shall do."

"Ma'am should I serve your food now or wait your date to arrive?"

"Date? I don't have a date. You can bring my food."

The next 20 minutes she ate in peace while I watched her from the corner of my eye. She signed me to bring the bill and asked for a pen and a piece of paper. I handed them to her and went back to take another order. Quickly scribbling something onto the paper and she left it below the cash and the bill. This is what it read as:

'I know you must be wondering why I was alone today and why I wasn't dolled up like all the other girls here. Yes I didn't have a date tonight but then why did I come here? I came here for myself. Love is not all about faking your appearance to attract someone else, love is to be able to be adored for who you are. I came here so I could give myself a treat for being me. You can only find true love if you learn to love yourself and be contended in your own skin. This Valentine's Day try to love yourself, embrace your flaws and your weaknesses. Love yourself for who you are.'