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Poet's Note: I think we can all relate to the feeling of jealousy. It's ever present in our world today. Celebrities, social media, movies and tv shows, we always want to be someone more special than who we are. Little kids long to be superheroes, young girls long to be supermodels or actresses, guys long to be star athletes, whatever it is, we disregard ourselves and how much power we already possess. "Dear Special" uses a bit less advanced vocabulary and complex imagery compared to some of this book's other poems, but that is so the message it speaks is clear and straightforward. That we have so much capability simply through our one of a kind identities. It is a recurring theme throughout these letters, but those patterns are to ensure you neve forget just how uniquely special you are.

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Dear Special,

Why is unsatisfaction so draining?
Why can't happiness be unwavering?
Why does the world seem bent on dragging you down?
Showing off, constant flexing,
Reminding you of your short comings;
Why is everyone so much better than you are?

Just once, all you wish,
You could be something special, not this;
Why is your life always so drab and plain dull?
Long to be bigger than you seem,
Something unique and unseen;
But downward rising is the waterfall.

How could you change the world?
You're just a regular girl;
Or boy with nothing special to show.
Too much and too little of you,
A hopeless cause defines you;
Ordinary and average just like everyone knows.

They say to believe in your dreams,
But what if they're true impossibilities?
The plain-sight facts can't be completely denied.
Faith is belief without seeing,
But what if those beliefs are stupidity?
Only made up to cover powerless truth behind.

A bit of magic to empower,
Some pixie dust or spelled flower;
How about an enchantment to mobilize you to fly.
You could use a wish on a star,
An angel's touch on your flaws;
Maybe then it would matter if you stayed alive.

If you were set apart from the rest,
Something crucial to success;
An important part, maybe your sadness would fade.
They say to be who you are,
But that's such a boring result;
You need a little sparkle flashed into your days.

Life's cycle seems to fly by,
Passing days one at a time;
Endless routine repeated over and over.
Never seems to be meaning,
Constant bleak, unappealing;
You've already entered through all open doors.

Vibrations sucked away,
As the circumstantial circling replays;
No excitement or desire to go on.
If you can't do anything important,
Why bother living in this moment?
Cause what's the point in all the pain you have borne?

They say you're getting stronger,
But for what does it matter?
So what if you're just to grow up and die?
Depressed and disappointed,
But from what can't be pin-pointed;
It's just so unfair that you got stuck with this life.

Pure luck and you got ripped off,
While some get born into greatness;
Jealousy rages inside of you.
They got so much, you got none,
And it's nothing either of you did at all;
Why did fate have to you be so rude?

They tell you to be grateful,
Remind you of how blessed you are in many ways but;
You just don't see where there is thanks to give.
This situation so endless,
And you don't know how to express it;
Lest they tell you how stupid it all is.

You're embarrassed, but still hurting,
Cause it's a constant reminder you carry;
Coded messages in those eyes in the mirror.
No traits to be proud of,
Only worthless normality to the count off;
Trapped in the box with the rest of unnoticed failures.

You'd give anything to be special,
To have something no one else's ever heard of;
To be awed and admired whenever you pass through.
Envy swamping your emotions,
A curse you can't seem to get rid of;
Because it grows even wider, controlling all parts of you.

Watching from afar,
Series of events drift by your dark;
You note them all in your inner log of pained proof.
There's evidence to your plight,
You're not faking depressed every night;
It's real, so why won't they believe you?

And with that, you're back to the start,
Questions endless swirling around;
How? What? Why? Is there anything left to do?
Are the stars truly numberless?
Because easy is counting when there's only darkness;
A magic spell, disappeared with a poof.

It's not a possession you've lost,
But a secret you've never even held;
So why do they blame you for the pain you live through?
It's not your fault, can't they see that?
Or are they as blind as you're burned out?
Wiped of ideas, because what are you even to do?

Special, can't you hear it?
That voice, can't you feel it?
It's calling you in harmony of your own beating heart.
Your mind's not gone, only resting,
Cause you've put it to sleep with suppressing;
That's that voice, Special, rising wake up call.

Listen closer, you'll hear it,
Open up, and you'll feel it;
You're looking at it in the skewed shed of light.
Looking everywhere but the answer,
Special, can't you see how much you're missing?
The stars are only hiding beneath the blanket of night.

And life's not fair, that truth is evident,
But Special, it's hardly even relevant;
Where's the use in longing for what you can never have?
Too immersed in what isn't,
To remember what there is;
What you have been given, in each of your river's bends.

It's not those blessings they say are for counting,
It's what for so long has been hiding;
Special, it's something never seen before!
It's crucial, it's important,
Worth admiration and glory;
It's vital as the key to a sudden appearing door.

Those you watch on in anger,
They aren't any more special or better;
Things are always more than what appears to be right.
What you see isn't all that you could get,
Cause for you there's something different,
Special, your own book's plot's a brand new story to write.

Boredom, repetition,
Only ploys blocking you from your greatness;
Frauds, illusions you've grown into monsters of size.
With ignorance formed in that center,
You've only worsened the pressure;
But Special, the one who did it can make it right.

No magic potion so great,
No wand strong enough to create,
No fairy dust to make you bigger than life.
Special, your power is in this life,
It's original and unused till tonight;
So open up and spread it across the skies!

No force an equal match,
You're the absolute best;
You're an amazement the world can never duplicate.
They'll watch you in awe,
If you start the show and call out the crowds;
Don't shy away when you feel like a mistake.

You are no mistake,
Nor is any part of which you are made;
You don't need a magic power to make fire with your hands.
What you need is what you've got,
And you've got so much more than you've ever thought;
Your stars uncountable like the thin grains of sand.

Strength, speed, clever, intelligent,
You are a raging force to be reckoned with;
Soon the world will be calling out your name.
What you wish in your heart,
Pull it out, kick the start;
Your universe is out there waiting for your change.

Don't leave it hanging, answer it,
Battle cry, punch up your fist;
Show all of them that your purpose starts today.
So when you look back and remember,
You'll feel vibrantly invigorated;
The memory of revival coursing over the joyous turned pain.

You've only got so long remaining,
Falling to an end, but don't go down without leaving;
A mark behind, your legacy for centuries.
People recalling the way you smiled,
So full of excitement, selfless prideful;
How you gave your life to a purpose of destiny.

So Special, don't you see?
You're not worthless if you believe!
If you lift your head, the world is bound to take notice.
If life didn't want your song,
Why would it bother writing you at all?
No, Special, your melody's echoes are potent.

Why are you unsatisfied?
Can't you see that it's just a choice to be satisfied?
And when you say yes you're weightless on the rise.
Why do you wish instead of be?
Cling to the bonds instead of fly free?
Joy is relief when you find your sparkle inside.

Life is not dull, it's ingenuity,
To display your powerful specialness and its abilities;
To change the world in a blast from your hand.
People admire what they see,
So Special, show yourself and they'll see!
Without determination there's no way to success.

Your existence's a time bomb ticking,
But don't expect blooming life to come if you're waiting;
All you have to do is release your stress and you'll find it.
Finally, you're free to breathe!
Dream and be in sunny seas;
Now you're laughing with the world looking on.

And I admire what I see,
As you aspire to new dreams;
The dream of showing everyone just how special you are.
There's so much yet to happen,
But not stone set are those plans yet;
If you pick the pen up now, happily ever after's not far.

Denial is holding you back now,
But there's a way to become all that you're made of;
Special, you'll excel when you throw your head back.
You can break the cycle down to moments,
Lead a life of colorful explosions
Cause Special-

It's time to let your life live.

From, Rea

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