Grown Hate! Poem by Becky Ginn

Other people sail for life
I seem to have struck a reaf
Other people have a reason to cry
A reason for their grief
And I have no reason.
Things seem so much bigger
Than they ever were before
They seem so much more lonely
But it's better than it was before
Other people dance through life
The point? They don't know
But they don't care, oh no, they don't
It's not a reason for sadness and woe
Why can't I join the dancing crowds
Take my old place with them
Instead I truge into the darkness
And I have grown to hate them.