An internal battle within me goes on for decades

Scared to voice out, open up, or even complain

Being different for some reason isn’t okay

For society I continue to be a bane

Hope fades and so does the thought to live on

Being treated differently hurts from within

Feels like I no longer fit in

Scars so deep even time can’t heal

Pushed around and beaten up

Picked up just to be thrown again

Bullied day in and day out

My voice shackled inside my head

What kind of a race are we to harm ourselves?

Worse than animals easily can be said

Suicide rates a number destined to fall

Only if we stand united once and for all.

Within unity lies a force

Where ‘I’ surrenders to ‘we’ something which can restore humanity

A strength which resurrects hope

A friendly hand lent to ease the pain

A belief, a faith, an incentive to carry on living

The reason I choose to live, is because I still believe humanity exists…