I'm afraid I don't understand...


You are not us. You are them.

You have abandoned us

You have succumbed to their ways

You are a traitor

A murderer

You have turned your back on us

You have gone against our ways

You love the wrong sounds

You worship theirs and turn against ours

You love the wrong way

You love her when you should love him

You cannot love them both

Or else you are them

Or else you murder us

You oppress us

You degrade us

In favor of them

I don't understand

I don't understand

Why have I been cast away?

I see no betrayal

I see no derision

I am merely different

Different from you

Is that such a crime?

Were you not punished

For being different from them?

So why do you punish me

For being different from you?

Am I wrong?

Am I bad?

Am I a monster?

I don't understand

sad poetry
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Amber Lynn Hunter

A person attempting to sort her life out by typing relentlessly on a computer. Mostly poetry, though I may type something else one day.

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