I don’t understand the pleasure in cheating each other, I don’t understand the unity in hating one another. I don’t understand the differences between me and you, But these eyes will never see the way that others do. I don’t understand the dangers in walking alone, When no one walks to my beat and I want to roam. I don’t understand why going barefoot is a sin, With my being connected to earth, and my feet soaking it in. I don’t understand why big pharma drugs are fine, But plants are not okay. I don’t understand everyone’s anger toward my ritual Of dancing in the rain. Stranger sees my pain, Stranger calls me strange, Mirror calls me vain. A fast pulse through the veins, Enough to jolt me back to reality: I’ve made it this far in the world With only me being proud of me. I don’t understand the majority of things Most other humans do. These eyes will never see from their Point of view.