disordinarybeauty:

LET THE FREAK SPEAK!

Look at me!

Your eyes trace the jagged lines of my skin,

the scars etched across my face.

Disgust flickers in your gaze.

Pity, too.

But don’t stop there.

Look closer, there is more to feed your craving for oddities.

See the face growing on my head, altering the shape of my cranium.

That’s disgusting, isn’t it?

It’s repulsive. You love it.

But you think I am the weird one.

Perhaps.

But I am more.

For centuries you have called us “freaks.”

We are the stars of the show—the unnaturals, the curiosities.

We put on your Freak Show.

They parade us, twisted and malformed, before gaping crowds.

Our deformities became your entertainment.

You laugh, you gasp, you point.

And we dance, pull faces, and make you feel better about yourselves.

Now, here I am.

Not on a stage, but on your screen.

Challenging your gaze.

Provoking your discomfort.

Why?

Because I am not just a spectacle.

I am a mirror.

Reflecting your fears, your own biases.

You see, my disfigurement is not my burden.

It’s yours.

So, let me amuse you.

Let me make you squirm.

Feel the unease.

Pulling faces like a clown.

How can I be so playful despite my ugly condition?

Question your assumptions.

Because when you look away,

when you scroll to the next video, I remain.

An embodiment of resilience.

An emblem of defiance.

An act of disturbance.

And perhaps, just perhaps, a catalyst for change.

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source https://timoteopinto.wordpress.com/2024/07/11/let-the-freak-speak/