The Poems

Accepted

March 15, 2016

They keep staring, whispering, gossiping.
She sits there, lonely and frail.
Everyone hates her before they even know her.
They hate her for her perfect porcelain skin, her beautiful sky coloured eyes, her perfectly dyed lavender hair.
All she wanted was someone to be with.
No one ever liked her, she was always lonely and broken.
Her life wasn't perfect as everyone thought it was.

They keep snickering, calling names, pushing him around.
He sits there, afraid and unhappy.
Everyone hates him because they think him as a threat.
They think his perfect olive colour skin, is emerald eyes, his natural auburn curls, will have them begging on their knees.
All he wanted was to be free.
No one ever saw him as an equal.
He wasn't perfect like everyone thought.

They just wanted to be accepted.
They noticed one another and be some good friends.
One day, he asked her a question that made her cry with joy.
She kissed him to say yes.
Finally, they were accepted for who they were.