They look at me
they cut me down
I suffer in silence
Without a sound
Is who i am not
good enough
to them
all i am is junk
I try to fit in
to be like them
but that isn't
good enough for them
So what
if i'm not like you?
Does that make me
Worthless?
I won't bother with them
cause they just don't
understand who i am...
Sorry: this is a bad poem! I just jotted it down wihtout really putting any effort into it...