I Don't Want To Be A Part Of A Society That Doesn't Want Me

For empaths are like street signs

That are often ignored;

I can't wait to tell you about my day,

Or do you care?

Oh please don't pretend to be my friend

For if you have to pretend, you have no value

There is a justice somewhere on this earth

But it is not often seen

Don't feel sorry for me, you're the problem!

Forget society...for society is an endless case

Behold the scared little child in the dark!

Are you terrified to know me?

Or are you terrified of shame?

Over and over my thoughts wander...

If you want to pretend

Go ahead! I don't care!

I don't care about your piece of crap monstrosity!

For society tries to please others...I don't

For I am a different breed of people

And you are not relevant in your lies

Sometimes it takes a strong person

To be an empath

And all hope is lost in the end

Because hope can be a disappointment

To the empath,

And maybe you're not an empath...you just care

Well whatever it is

I'm glad you have a heart

Whoever you are;

Let us hug each other

Every once in a while,

Does that sound good to you?

For most people don't care to know a good person,

Are we so terrified of knowing?

It's sad that there's no reason or rhyme

To actually make a good poem

Oh the beautiful ones just suffer; they suffer in the dark

For society has become an idol

To society,

And people don't want realness no more...

I praise God for being in my life,

For God is all I have

And I am perfectly fine with that

For there is death in validation

Do you know the art of one's self?

I shall build a castle of empathy

Just for me...

Dear God I am the value of my worth!

For I may be homeless to society

Yet I have a home

You matter to the world, don't you think so?

We all matter

But most of us just don't want to see it;

We don't want to see the value in ourselves

Yet the sun is shining bright,

I feel worthy of myself, don't you?

The value of one's home

Is in their value,

Distance yourself from the negative...but you can't

I don't want to be a part of a society

That doesn't dig me,

Well maybe I'll become a role model to someone...

If you see me on the street, I have a home

A castle made of fine linen.

Shall I give you a rose to take home?

For my rose is valuable, don't you want it?

My tears aren't dry.