They say you're weird.
They do not understand you.
They are young.
And you must forgive them…
Or don’t.
You’ll learn either way.
But to forgive,
is to pretend
that you are not hurt
that your ego didn’t burn,
because they chose for it to do so.
They say you’re skinny.
They’re jealous.
Or maybe you really look emaciated.
You disturb them,
they disturb themselves.
Jealousy, ignorance, and boredom
writhe in fiery strands that dance like worms;
electric and evil.
Keep your distance from such things.
They will grow
the more you let them hurt you.
Choices are such a strange thing.
Too much power
for one youngster to handle.
They say you’re weird,
they say you’re skinny;
keep your distance from such things.
They fear you and are not worth your time.
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
They say you're weird.
They do not understand you.
They are young.
And you must forgive them…
Or don’t.
You’ll learn either way.
But to forgive,
is to pretend
that you are not hurt
that your ego didn’t burn,
because they chose for it to do so.
They say you’re skinny.
They’re jealous.
Or maybe you really look emaciated.
You disturb them,
they disturb themselves.
Jealousy, ignorance, and boredom
writhe in fiery strands that dance like worms;
electric and evil.
Keep your distance from such things.
They will grow
the more you let them hurt you.
Choices are such a strange thing.
Too much power
for one youngster to handle.
They say you’re weird,
they say you’re skinny;
keep your distance from such things.
They fear you and are not worth your time.
