• My mouth is dry.
    My tongue speaks fluent silence.
    I communicate with closed eyes.

    My stomach. It’s churning.
    Trying to break down food that’s not there,
    Break down.

    I segregated myself:

    Huddled myself away from everyone,
    Like White from Black,
    I treated myself as inferior
    Like I was the evil one.
    I abused and tortured

    Myself. I felt worthless on earth,
    With gruesome, green slime for eyes;
    Growing greener as each day

    Past by. I couldn’t reveal myself:
    My scrawny, skinny, sleazy self,
    Because I feared what you’d say,
    You with your

    “Worldly wisdom” that sneers in my face,
    Spotlighting, and spitting on me,
    Provoking me.

    Then you’ll tell me I’ve
    Let myself down.
    That I don’t have a purpose on Earth.
    You’ll tell me I should have
    Known better. That I’m a “Smart little thing”.
    But I’m not. I’m just different.

    I’m a wet towel when you want it dry.
    I’m an idiot trying to be Einstein.
    I don’t fit in,
    And, and I’m not what you expect and want me to be.
    I just… Can’t…

    COPE with you and your smart arsed comments,
    You might as well tell me to die.
    Death would hurt less than your words.

    Leave me to live in the safety
    Of the corner I crouch in;
    The darkness is becoming my home.
    Humble and silent.

    But here you are,
    Coaxing me from the shadows,
    Just to torment me.
    It’s ridiculous.

    If I do show myself,
    You’ll just throw shouts and threats at me.
    You’ll never come clean.

    You’ll never admit,
    Why you fill every blood vessel in your heart with hate.
    Why you resent me with red, wild rage.
    Why you hate me.