#ostrasized
Do you ever feel like you just don't fit in
to all the cracks and cliques
that society puts you in.
Or do you ever slightly fear being fully yourself,
scared of the raised eyebrows and curious eyes
that
dig
dig
dig into your timid soul..
I try and solve this by putting up walls made of paper
that slowly turn to concrete, a roof, a cave, a den, a house,
away away on a hill side,
so that they can't get in or smell or see
the beast that they've made of me.
For they love to toss me two and fro
with words and chatter. *Vulchers * of
'Why do you look, talk, dress like that'
There mouths like open caves I can see there teeth,
rotten and decaying.
Graves stones.
I don't want to explain
I don't want to talk
I walk away alone
and peer through windows
watching them silently turn to stone,
mannequins of each other
letting my spirit grow.
-
To me it means sacrifice
to hide who I am
never
For I'll find people
who know and understand
what its like to be
ostracized
beaten,
battered,
and
killed over and over again,
all for just wanting to live,
for just wanting to be human.
People forget we are all human.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC