I am no judge to you.
but I can feel your eyes burning a hole.
I do not wish to compare
but i can feel your shadow blocking out the sun.
All I yearn for is the touch of the sun
burning my skin,
instead i feel the hatred.
I wonder,
if I could move you
and eliminate the shadow you cast,
if I could feel a different kind life.
I wonder,
if I were to break free
from all of you and your society,
if I could be seen once more.
And now,
since i did not move you
since i am chained
I am alone
I am cold
I am dead.