Bobbing
up and down,
Always
latent, sometimes monumental,
The
shattered mirror’s full of past’s stains,
I
was judged at a very young age,
I
was punished to “hell” by the society,
Please
show me the way in,
Or
the door can’t correctly reply,
So
I don’t move on, to let it all aside.
Forgive
them, they do not know,
They
don’t bother to look,
They
shy away responsibility,
They
do not use words fluently but wickedly,
We
share the same name of humanity,
But
not the same spirit.
Forgive
them, they have no value,
Neglectfulness
breeds within,
Like
cancerous disease,
Without
love, they love to hurt,
We
share the same name of humanity,
But
not the same heart.
