Leo in me

• AI News Team
• January 9, 2026

​Published on January 9, 2026 3:55 PM GMTDo you ever wanna be Leonardo Da Vinci for a day?You know, I was a Leo once…I died.See, some people aren’t made for the world. The world is made for you. Not for Tesla. Not for Newton. Not for Einstein. Just you.Once, A mother asked Einstein what her child should read. He said fairy tales. When she asked what comes after, he said more fairy tales.I used to read fairy tales. I used to imagine things before they had names. Ask questions without expecting answers. I thought that was how you learned to see.Ideas moved through my head as freely as the wind. I shuffled through subjects the way some people move through rooms. Everything felt connected. I didn’t understand why I was supposed to stay in one place.But the world doesn’t like that. It likes clarity. It likes labels. It likes knowing what you are before you finish becoming it.It didn’t matter what I could do; I could have cured cancer, and it wouldn’t have mattered. I didn’t choose one thing. And not choosing was treated like a failure.People kept asking what I was going to be. Why I kept moving. Whether I was bored or scared. I wasn’t. I just didn’t see borders the way they did.I won a hundred times. I failed once. Once. I failed to choose.That was enough; enough for me to forever be the issue, the one without a future. They made me sink down into myself. They made me believe their words, to see the world they picked.That’s how he died, the Leo in me.I grew older, learned how to focus. I studied. I did well. I picked a path that made sense to other people. I stopped looking around more than necessary.In tenth grade, my mother saw my results and smiled. She was glowing with pride. She asked me what I wanted as a reward.I said nothing.Turns out, when you lose everything, you have nothing left to ask for. Even if the world learns to accept you, you can never go back. You can only go on. For them, for the world, in the path that was picked for you.Discuss ​Read More