• Screaming.
    I'm screaming.
    I'm in a room full of people, and I'm screaming.
    Yet no one hears me.
    Why is that?
    Why am I ignored?
    Am I that weird?
    That different?
    So different that no one wants to hear me?
    Why is it im segregated just for being me?
    I know I'm different.
    I don't need you telling me that.
    Don't remind me of my faults.
    Accept me.
    Thats all I ask for.
    All I want is acceptance.
    That's all I want.
    That's all.
    All my life I've been different.
    And all my life I've been alienated.
    Why?
    I am who I am.
    And you are who you are.
    We are not different.
    We are the same.
    Only you,
    You think your better.
    You think your more important.
    Why is that?
    Because you have the latest clothes?
    Because you have more money?
    More friends?
    Why?
    Why is it that you feel you need to make me feel like no one wants me here.
    Like they want me dead?
    Like you want me dead?
    To just disappear and never come back.?
    Like I never existed?
    Why?
    For years I felt that way.
    And I wanted to disappear.
    I wanted nothing more.
    nothing less. .
    To disappear sounded as sweet as the sweetest siren song.
    So surreal.
    So inviting.
    Intoxicating.
    But as I walked towards that hallucination,
    I thought to myself.
    "That's not right.
    That's not reality.
    My existence matters."
    So news flash,
    No matter what you say to me.
    I am here to stay.
    Me and my differences.
    Accept them or not.
    Just know.
    You've lost your hold over me.
    And I am walking away without a word.