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misconceptions
He sat in a corner
His head in his hands
Oblivious of his surroundings
Isolated from all sound
Eyes transfixed
Staring at the ground
Rocking back and forth
Crying as he shakes
Times like this he really needs a mate
He cant block out the feelings
Of worthlessness
Or of loathing or self hate
Abandoned by his mates
They just dont understand
Decisions hes had to make
People pre judging
And watching every move he makes
Constantly persicuted
For mistakes he has made
Many judge but few have the
Many judge but few have the knowledge in which to make proper judgment. The world is built on prejudices. Thank you for sharing this I really liked the depth you put into your poem
The darkness outside is not so frightening as the one inside. Behind knowing smiles and crocodile tears we hide our fears.
Being angry at someone is to give them power over you, but to forgive is to take away that power.