Minority.

We are all trying to be

perfect

even if it may not exist.

We live off others words

that no one’s ever heard.

They're written through a screen

so no one see them being mean.

Typing and clicking,

mimicking

things they're told

People are so cold…

A cycle is created

that cannot be faded.

But we're just teenagers

so there is no rules.

We can be cruel

and it ruled

child's play.

One day

she was raped

because she vapes

and wore a skirt

so she was treated like dirt.

Left alone

in the cold

wanting to die

and wondering why,

Why her?

A thirteen year old boy

treated like a toy.

Told to kill himself

because he felt

no need

to be like other guys.

He wore dresses

but the messes

it created

were devastating

Called a fag

told to take a drag

so he'd become a man.

He came out as gay.

They said there's another way.

That he can be saved.

Due to her religion

her visions

were shut down.

Treated like a dog in the pound.

She was told she was nothing

so she prayed to be something.

Beaten with a bat

called a rat.

He spoke a different language

but that created

something vial in their minds

they wonder why

can he not be like them?

They sent him back

where he was still attacked.

In a poor place

with no grace.

Food and money are rare.

He could only bare,

so much.

It will always be this way.

I’m afraid to say

I don’t think I’ll see a day

when we’re not treated this way.

Equality?

More like mutanty.

A destruction of property,

of the minority.