And that is where many make the mistake of underestimating wild things.
"A wild thing is free and when you are free of trouble and responsibility, you need no thoughts of feeling sorry. The moment you begin to feel such, then that freedom is gone and the wildness that uplifted you to untouchable heights no longer exist and you are once again a part of the race, the damnable human race. That drowning pool of emotions, like waves of people surging over you, pulling you under, crowding you, pushing you, stepping on you, until you are lost to all, one with the melting pot of society. A wild thing no more. Herein, perhaps you can see behind the words of Lawrence;
""I never saw a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself."
- D. H. Lawrence"
Keep your head up, feel your pride and understand that it is the wildness within that seperates you from everyone else. This is something, that no one knows about you, no one can gain control of, no one can make you feel sorry for yourself with. There is your wild spirit, untouchable, knowing nothing but freedom from all, soaring above that surging wave, your own inspiration to seperate you from the race, that damnable human race."
Raz