I grew up
With a soul
That by bullies
Was silenced
And tormented
For nothing
More than
Merely being
Different
But now
I say that
I will be
Silent no more
I will make
My voice heard
In a world
Gone so absurd
I will shout my dreams
From rooftops
And when it comes
To my dreams
I will not be stopped
And when it comes
To my tormentors
I hold no ill will
They are closed minded
And nothing good
Will ever come of that
So instead of be angry
I choose to forgive
And feel sorry for them
For one can miss
An awful lot in life
When living with such
A closed mind