It doesn't take much to say,
That I'm a little different.
By the looks of me,
By the words I speak...
Is it Wrong?
To be like me.
Am I a mistake in your eyes?
For being who I was born to be.
Round a corner,
Look at all the hate towards me.
Listen to the whispers, of you and your kind.
Is it Right?
Should you tell me to be like you?
Act like this, believe this books words.
But what about my own voice?
Accept me, learn to walk alongside,
Your brothers and sisters.
Sure, we're a little different,
But you've forgotten,
How to look through our eyes.
What do you see?
Not much has changed, eh?
So take a step back,
Are you really right?
Am I really different?
Or are you simply lost in your way?
I see the hate on every corner,
Yet, I hold it in.
Is it possible?
That I'm just sombody else,
And not a disease, as you think.
Am I so different in your eyes?
Look through mine, and talk to me.
© Copyright 2016 Arian. All rights reserved.