The Same Seen Different
By SilencedSoul
I hate the way they look at me, I hate the stares I get. I'm not a freak, I wish they'd see there's more to me I bet. I hate the tears I cry each day, I hate the names they call. They feed on me like I'm their prey, to them I am nothing at all. So what if I don't look the same, or speak the tongue they do. If you call me I'll come to name, if you hurt me I'll cry too. Written November 7th, 2001 © on Nov 07 2001 09:59 AM PST 0 • 9
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