Imagine being a child prodigy who is not understood by people around you. You long for friendship and a normal life.
MY SILENT AGONY
Am i some kind of freak?
They look at me like i am sick,
Their faces filled with hatred,
I scream inside and ask, 'Is this what i have been fated?'
Did they think i enjoy such attention?
If only they knew how hard it is for me to receive love and affection.
My mother said I am special,
I am a prodigy in equations,
But when i look at it now,
I'd rather be invisible some how.
I still vividly remember,
Last gruesome September,
I scored perfect in add math,
After school, i was beaten up till i thought it was my last breath.
Im overwhelmed of such brutality in this community,
Why do i receive such hostility?
I am just as you are!
Please hear me before i go too far,
Of ending my life by letting myself being runned over by a car.
I want you to dismiss the fact that i am gifted,
I want to feel that i am accepted,
I long for friendship,
Anything but people who are fascist.
So now do you see,
I am so lonely,
I just want to be free,
So please befriend me.
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