Labeled.
Everyone is now labeled.
Everywhere I walk,
They are looking down
at the pale ***** sidewalk,
With the disgusting whispers
that are carried to them
By the treacherous wind.
Shunned.
They're all shunned.
Everywhere I am,
people keep ignoring them
Or give them dark looks,
that not even I could avoid
Those dark beady eyes
Burning their sensitive backs.
Tonight.
They're here tonight.
Even I can see,
That they are always smiling
And not a single worry bothers them,
The soothing whispers
were carried gently to them
By the beautiful, soft wind.