POEM : OUTCAST

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You tried to be what they want,

You strive to be perfect the way they want,

You tried to do it right how they want,

But what of what you want,

What you need,

What you strive for,

What you desire,

What you wish,

What you dream,

How can they turn a blind eye to it.

Is it because you are an outcast?,

Is it because you aren't blood related?,

Is it because you aren't one of them?

The black sheep they wish to play with.

When they want ,

How they want,

People get fed up in life at some point.

And it's high time for you to do so,

You are human,

So are they,

So who are they to do this to you.

Are they GOD?

No, they aren't.

It takes a bullet in the head to kill us.

The humans.

So what are we proud of to think

superior of one another,

Is it MONEY?,

GOLD?,

SILVER?,

DIAMOND?,

ANCESTRAL LINEAGE?,

HEIRLOOM?,

FAME?,

OPULENCE?,

You name it.

What is it exactly.

One day we all are going to die,

So what is there in this fake big bad world

You are sacrificing so much for,

Losing so much for,

Hoping so much for,

What exactly?!

WHAT?!!!.


























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