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Selective Beings
By Wiccad
If I let them know how I feel
They will turn their backs on me.
If I let them know my true self
They will run and hide from me.
If I let a little of me seep out
They would wipe me off and forget
me.
So here I am stuck in the lie
But it's okay because
it's only me...
No one gets hurt or damaged that way
No one but
me that is............
I would drive a knife deep into my heart
Before I allowed me to tear them apart
I care not for myself,
that would be wrong
There are only a select few
That accept my
point of view
Only a few that have heard my internal song
If I could find a crossroads
I would wish the real me away
Replace
her with normality
And to god I would pray
We all know
that acceptance is for others
The others... who are plastic products
That have been neatly packaged
No unique thoughts no real feelings
But if I had the choice right now
I would want to be one of
those cows
Following the herd, no mind to worry about
Chewing
my cud, like nothing mattered
Too bad that can't happen
in the real world
For now the real me is becoming unfurled
Please
forgive me, for what you are about to receive
And accept me
for all of my beliefs............
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Copyright 2010 Wiccad
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On Monday, July 1, 2019, Jonas Robinson
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wrote:
Yes, I wish I could be accepted for all of my beliefs. I loved the ending, and how it all boils over to the underlying question which is, "Why do people not accept us?" If we are good people, then they should. If we have something to offer the world, then we should. Thank you for sharing so that we can all relate to this monstrosity in the human race. And, sorry if I'm being a bit negative. :):):)
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