I Want to Tell You Something Extraordinary

I have known since I was a child: I am a genius, a genius different from ordinary people. I am a descendant of China, but I am not proud of it. I know: genius is often low-key. I can escape from the noisy and unfamiliar crowd and lick the wounds I scratched in my interactions with others alone. I know: Geniuses are often strong. I can also use my mobile phone to comfort an unrelated stranger at home, even if no one comforts me who is also hurt. I know: genius is often gentle. I also know: Geniuses are often not understood.