Step after step, along the empty road.
Breath after breath, in the silent room.
Closed conversations all around,
Resentful looks without a sound.
Note after note, in the music book.
Sung like a thrush, that's speckled brown.
Only the jealous close off their lives,
To people that do not tell lies.
You're afraid because I'm stronger than you,
You're afraid of what I can do!
I'm different and proud of it,
A heppy reject, in the crowd!
Watching, just waiting.
Waiting for an answer.
Why do you hate me so?
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You write well...I give a 9 on this...keep writing; and being different than most!