Sifting through the memories in my mind
Some solace I try to find
A life filled with nothing but hate
And they wonder why I become irate
To their abuse, becoming numb
To the freak, I've become
I wish I could make them see
The torment consuming me
To be loved by someone is all I want
As they continue to taunt
A home is something I don't know
My life, becoming one big show
They continue to want to be the victim
Their greed and arrogance is what tricked them
They continue to stalk, I am their prey
As I wait each day
If they could see through my eyes
Would they continue with their lies?
A life alone, not a friend to find
Because I'm not one of their kind
The one they never wanted
While all their possessions and friends, they've flaunted
I wake each day with the toughness that has seen me through
How would you feel if this was you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem