Dear outsider, 

I've never seen you before,

perhaps because I'm blind. 

Blind to the hidden beauty of the world. 

Blind to potential.

Blind to unconventional people,

who really are more than I ever could imagine. 

People who are within the depths of the earth:

Different, brilliant, and truly beautiful.

But in truth, I am you- dear outsider.

I see others from the inside out.

I am defined, labeled, and unacknowledged...

I am an outsider too; But I can see all that you are.

You are special and one of a kind.

Maybe being an outsider is not so bad;

In fact, it's gold...

Like every lost soul who has seen the world with new eyes...

You are gold, dear outsider.

Never change.