When you call us Toxic...
We acting so Moronic,
So Demonic,
So Poisonic...
Our Scream,
Makes ears Bleed.
We are just a Freak,
In your View, at least...
Pushed away like a Stranger,
Treated like an usual Foreigner...
But...
Our Scream,
Is just like a Dream.
A Nightmare, we won't ever Wake up.
Except, when you come and Help us.
Our Scream of Toxicity,
Means, that we are in Need,
Because we care so Deep,
And there's something Wrong,
With us, or society all Along.
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- Comment from author about the poem: I questioned myself lately, in why are people called toxic and wrote this little poem.
- Category: Reflection
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