Sing To Me Instead

Freaks - Jordan Clarke

You could say I've been through a lot. Shoved in a locker by the endless stream of school bullies, left on the bench during recess. And they say that it's just a bit of fun, the bullying is just banter. But it's not, and I'm done. We're all different, in our beliefs, our nationalities, our ethnicities, but I don't see the difference in any of us. 

I've been kicked down, face planting into the dirt, but I got back up. I brushed it off, pretended that it didn't hurt. And I know they're just words, but they build up. After a while, endless drops of water will erode a rock. Sticks and stones may break your bones, but words can break your heart. But we could write our own stories, change our fates. And why shouldn't we?

So, if you're like me and you've had enough, then you're in luck. Because there is a place for us - a land of the lost and lonely. Don't be afraid, because everyone's family here. A giant family of what they called 'freaks'. Everyone here has been bruised and broken, but now we live like the kings and queens. And we're just freaks. 

Come home with us. It's a place where you can be you, and I can be me. Personally I'm never going to leave, because this is where I belong. With the 'freaks'. Reclaim what they call us, let it bounce off of us and stick to them. We'll own our tragic stories, rewrite them into something new. And here's where we can start.