I'm Divergent. And I Can't Be Controlled.

I Wonder How I Seem To Them. They Must See Someone I Don't See. Someone Capable And Strong. Someone I Can't Be; Someone I Can Be.

It's Not Often Real That You Encounter The Real Person Behind A Good-natured Mask, The Darkest Part Of Someone. It's Not Comfortable What You Do.

Sometimes Pain Is For The Greater Good.

I Decide To Do What I Always Do When I'm Not Sure What's Going On: I Act Like Everyone Else.

I Feel Bare. I Didn't Realize I Wore My Secrets As Armor Until They Were Gone And Now Everyone Sees Me As I Really Am.