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The Other
Citris
I am the Other,
the same as you,
but different.
I am the Other who is not you,
who doesn’t fit in with the rest.
I am the One you mindlessly ignore.
The One you’re subconsciously afraid to get close to.
I am the One that you don’t hate,
but all the same you stay away.
To you, I am a form of poison.
Being friends with me would mean the end,
The end of your reputation,
The end of your popularity,
The end to what you’ve been working at
since you crossed that bridge,
That bridge you all crossed at about the same time,
after elementary school,
before middle school.
You made the adjustment,
You clung to friends
thinking that the bottom of the cliff wasn’t beneath your feet.
I watched you all,
from the other side of that bridge
the side called naïve.
I watched you all follow the same path.
But while you all ostracized me,
there were a few good souls who had helped me.
They were forging their own path just like me.
They made me strong.
And I helped make them strong too.
There’s so much that I owe to them.
I’m more than grateful for what they did.
So when I crossed my bridge,
the side to understanding,
I didn’t follow that path.
I had seen what it made you,
and I didn’t want to be that.
I didn’t want to care about what I wore,
it was too minuscule for my attention.
I didn’t want care about others thought of me.
How could I be free if I let you chain me to the ground with you?
So I didn’t.
I would not.
I refused with all my heart and soul,
I rejected it with all my body.
All of you would have been lost if you had done this.
But I have a power,
one that no one could say they have.
This power is true,
it is as pure as heaven itself.
It helped me,
and I helped it.
We made each other strong.
And as we went,
we found others who were like us.
There were few,
but we found them,
and we banded together.
So this is us.
Free.
Free to be what we should be,
Free of all the chains that were placed upon us,
Free to be ourselves.
Free to be the Other.
 Arishy · Mon Dec 31, 2007 @ 07:42pm · 2 Comments |
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