Who We Are

A word from the outsiders

Deep Thoughts, hearts bruised of black and blue.

Uncertain of our shadows, slowly coming through.

Emotions decline, deprived of what to feel.

The struggle you fight, a longer abuse to heal.

Non believers of cuts, we do not seek pity.

We are the rocks in our damaged, glass-hearted city.

You are the lion, tame until the time to eat.

Their negativity feeds you the blood-dripping meat.

Never forgive who you are or change for the worse

You just explore your mind, man's very own universe.

People will start to pull, for they not understand the way.

The disarmed you love may one day, be your dismay.

Life will bring you hell, destructive storms bring you rain.

Use your mind to strengthen you and earse away the pain.

Take the time before you sink, before the trumpets blew.

Reach into the random and swim to the hand that saves you.

Author's Note

I really think anyone who has been looked upon as "weird" or "different", will understand this. Just remember there are always people out there for you.