Sometimes I cannot tell
If everybody hates me
Or I hate myself
I know why they hate me
I’d rather hate myself
But I don’t
Behavior is a harsh mistress
Lashing at dignity
If only they understood me
If only I could understand them
I feel as though I love deeply
I cannot prove it
It maddens my emotional state
How do they feeel?
Why must I apologize to feel loved
Psychologists blame my parents
My parents worry and cry
I feel for them
They understand little as I
And the guilt returns upon them
Endless cycles of fantasy
The protagonist of my own tale
I want to be them
They are the same as I
But no
I call contention to the story
I shake awake from slumber
Get up my fellow authors
Accept me
We can write together
Right together
The contention, like a cattle dog
Has corralled me to an isolated corner
I yell
“Danger, it will come for you as well”
All stay away from me now
My message cannot provide paradigm
With my gaze fixed upon my own suffering
It is my selfishness
And ceaseless arguments
I wish to undo
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