To see the world
Through my eyes
Would require
A compromise
To feel what I feel
To think what I think
Would come close to the edge
The very brink
The exclusion from most
The sniggers the stares
I take to my heart
With all of my cares
What have I done?
I wonder in pain
Why am I hurt?
What is your gain?
So I ask of you please
The one thing I long
To make me feel welcome
So that I can belong