He asked the professional, the mature, & the kind-hearted for consult All of them told him "it's not your fault" But he could not get that through his head He thought that something was wrong with him, so many articles he read
Sadly, he was psychologically affected by the psychologically conflicted Although their effort to demean him went in vain Although their goal was to make him go insane It wasn't accomplished because he ran away from his problems
They thought this game was funny That the prejudice would not consume him in endless depth Everyone thought his last words before he left were "help" But all he screamed to the sky was "I want to understand, why me?
He never got his answer from the bullies & he left behind a lot of things when he ran away Could you blame them? For no matter how hard he tried, he was criticized Was the decision he made correct?
Why him? For he was one of the kind-hearted Mercy was all he deserved & mercy only did he see when he was broken He lost all faith in God for he was broken & this developed a new kind of prejudice in his long list Judge not what you have not lived
I am tired of all the injustice, the prejudice But I will not be like you I will do something...