The dim gray light peaks through the leaves
revealing tears as they stream down my face.
I left because they can’t accept who I am.
All the screaming, and intimidation…
Why aren’t you like your brother?
Why are you doing this to your mom and me?
Why can’t you believe in me
even when my path varies from the crowd?
with nowhere else to go – with no one to take me in.
And I’ll die here, apparently.
closer –
and I’m drawn to it.
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