Be different

When the deep blue of the night smooths out shapes and people and makes everything look the same, a little light inside me resists and begins to glow softly, as if to say, “No! Don't plunge me into darkness, I'm different from the others, look at me!” I have felt this difference since I was very young, like a pimple that itches from time to time but is mostly forgotten. Only the blue of the night reveals it fully and makes my dreams shine.