Different

I contradict myself in everything I do, every poem I write, and every answer I give, They tell us our opinion matters. But, how can it if we live in a world that constantly changes? How can it when you feel like you are stuck in that world and you're always two steps behind the others? How can it when you feel like you're older, more mature, wiser, when you feel different from everyone around you? It matters because everyone's different in every way, shape, and form you can think of. Why should that limit us? We're all different. We shouldn't brought down because of it. Besides, doesn't being different, makes us all the same?
Poems by: Jessica and Aparupa
Cover by: CorkyPorky

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4. Binds

The binds tear away,

With cutting words.

Hypocrites,

And loss.

 

Binds leaving bruises.

Bruises from your own struggles.

Struggles from your own misery.

Misery from you own peers.

 

The binds you created,

Pushing you back.

The binds of your peers,

Criticizing.

 

Writing down the binds,

Will make them go away.

That's what they all say,

But it never worked for me.

 

Stereotypical binds,

Leaving you chained to your worries.

Tear down the walls,

It doesn't work.

 

I'm writing this,

To say sorry.

Sorry I wasn't myself sooner.

Sorry I listened to you.

 

Sorry I was ignorant.

Sorry I didn't get rid of the binds sooner.

The binds that ruined my life.

The binds that have been here since last October.

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