Author's Note: I wrote this back in March of this year and stumbled upon my breakthrough of realizing where I was starting to stand amongst me peers. I've always been the different, independent one, hence why it's all free verse. I didn't want to use fancy diction because I wanted to get my point across that I want to find my place amongst those like me because it's too difficult living in a world where you're not valued.
They call me different
I know they are right
It's because I listen differently than they do
I hear their cases of victimitis, their backstabbing
But I also hear the beautiful voices
Foreign to most
Singing songs of love, beauty and pain
I care to understand
To not be limited to one voice
I realize they aren't that different from me
They have hearts that break, tears that fall
Words that can kill or heal
And I want to be like those who already
Know how to listen with their heart
And hear what is truly being said.
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