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Misunderstood
Once upon a brisk winter night
He watched from the darkness
As Snow danced with the wind
Underneath the bright street lights
So tired of all this hiding
The things he holds so dear
The one single wooden match
That kept his fire igniting
In his head he started to wonder
If I just step into the light
And start to walk amongst them
They would surely understand ... right?
And in that moment, on that cold brisk night
You could have heard a pin drop
When he mustered up enough courage
And gracefully stepped into the light
Standing tall for the public to see
With a smile on his face
He slowly removed the mask
And what was revealed was me
It did not take long
To realize this would not go well
when there smiles turned to scowls
I never felt so wrong
I tried to explain
What they did not understand
And showed them I had nothing but love
As I opened my hands
But to no avail
They did not want to hear
It was not their way
And the insults started to hail
Bully
Seducer
Freak
Abuser
Devil
Demon
Oppressor
Heathen
An icicle tear fell from my eye
I knew I made a mistake
They will never understand
I frowned, as I sighed
I tried one more time
But words fell on deaf ears
As I attempted to explain
But my fears reappeared
As the crowd grew restless
I put my mask back over my face
Insults cutting at his soul
Anxiety leaving him breathless
Backwards he stepped slowly
Away from the light, back to the darkness
Watching them return to their normal
Realizing he was meant to be lonely
It is a shame it has to be this way
But this way it will always be
Either think and act like the mob
Or be lonely for all eternity
The lesson I have learned
To always wear this mask
When i walk amongst them
To avoid getting burned
I will always choose lonely
If lonely lets me be me
At least while being lonely
My spirit and heart are free
So until i forget and try once again
I will stand here tall in the darkness
Like a sturdy piece of wood
With all the others that are like me
The grossly misunderstood
He watched from the darkness
As Snow danced with the wind
Underneath the bright street lights
So tired of all this hiding
The things he holds so dear
The one single wooden match
That kept his fire igniting
In his head he started to wonder
If I just step into the light
And start to walk amongst them
They would surely understand ... right?
And in that moment, on that cold brisk night
You could have heard a pin drop
When he mustered up enough courage
And gracefully stepped into the light
Standing tall for the public to see
With a smile on his face
He slowly removed the mask
And what was revealed was me
It did not take long
To realize this would not go well
when there smiles turned to scowls
I never felt so wrong
I tried to explain
What they did not understand
And showed them I had nothing but love
As I opened my hands
But to no avail
They did not want to hear
It was not their way
And the insults started to hail
Bully
Seducer
Freak
Abuser
Devil
Demon
Oppressor
Heathen
An icicle tear fell from my eye
I knew I made a mistake
They will never understand
I frowned, as I sighed
I tried one more time
But words fell on deaf ears
As I attempted to explain
But my fears reappeared
As the crowd grew restless
I put my mask back over my face
Insults cutting at his soul
Anxiety leaving him breathless
Backwards he stepped slowly
Away from the light, back to the darkness
Watching them return to their normal
Realizing he was meant to be lonely
It is a shame it has to be this way
But this way it will always be
Either think and act like the mob
Or be lonely for all eternity
The lesson I have learned
To always wear this mask
When i walk amongst them
To avoid getting burned
I will always choose lonely
If lonely lets me be me
At least while being lonely
My spirit and heart are free
So until i forget and try once again
I will stand here tall in the darkness
Like a sturdy piece of wood
With all the others that are like me
The grossly misunderstood
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