Badminton with a Neo-Nazi
Constantly reminding myself
That a mind so narrow views us interchangeably
A difference so minuscule,
But causes me to be the last picked
This time I’ve spent so far on earth
Is a bitter repetition
The bricks you used to build the wall,
Weren’t strong enough to keep me on the other side
I walk with my head down
And I feel your hate stabbing me
Wishing I were dead, blaming me,
Making false accusations to justify your meaningless life
Loathing, force-fed in our minds
Loving, acceptance, drifted away
Holding on to just one thing
The hope of a quick death