What you do not understand, makes me exactly what i am

The world we live in is so unreal
i do not reveal the truth in how i feel
yet here i am
being seduced by the overcoming power of emotions

to most, my screams are just annoyances, screeches of ear piercing commotion
i walk the halls
books in hand
head bent
ready for battle

their teasing is pathetic, non-penetrating noise
the names they call out
the adjectives they use to describe what they do not understand, me, to most people are offensive

but not me
i don't care what they say
i don't care what they think
for what i am is what i am
and what i want to be

loud music should have made me deaf
but i have surprisingly superior hearing
they whisper
they mock
they laugh
they talk
but i don't give a damn

say what you like and i will still be what i am