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May 2012 · 814
Belong
Cynthia Montoya May 2012
I walk by them everyday
I sit near them
eat with them
have gone to school with them for years
Yet I've never been one of them

They mock who I am
They taunt me when I fail
They resent my talents
and yet they don't know the real me

If they were as hurt as I am when they mock
Then I'd gladly help them up
Help them out of the darkness
Guide them to happiness

And once they're out
and basking in the warm light
They'd turn to me
and I'd put my head down

Because that's how it works,
they belong
and I don't
That is how it works

They'll continue to mock me
to taunt me
to resent everything I stand for
and they still wouldn't know who I am

And everyday I'd walk by them
sit in the same class as them
eat lunch with them
and yet, never truly be one of them...
Written when I had a bad day at school. This is how I feel deep down when I pass by popular people. I'm a kind person and when I see them crying I help them. Sure they treat me badly- really badly- but no human deserves to feel bad. And when I help them, things go back to normal. And I do nothing about it.
May 2012 · 620
It Grows
Cynthia Montoya May 2012
It grows wild and free
not a delicate rose that needs tending, no
its something that excists even without me
its warmth spreads through us, head to toe
enveloping us in its grasp
it can turn a wise man blind
or crush your lungs gasp

The ancients pondered it's power
others have tried to harness it
compared to most, high above it will tower
it'll transform our days, bit by bit

If more of us tried
not all, but most
it'd spread worldwide
from coast to coast

It grows wild and free
it transforms a day
it lives in you, it lives in me
so cherish it and know it's here to stay

— The End —