I know how people would think,
How they would know about me,
And yet, know nothing.
I feel them staring at me,
And the gaze is not so loved,
I end up feeling as ashamed,
But, I know I wasn't wrong.
My way was too long to see,
And yet, I couldn't see.
The barriers kept coming,
And it wouldn't stop at once.
I know how to react,
But my body wouldn't know.
The journey was almost,
A thousand steps to go.
To begin, it wasn't easy though,
But I kept myself assured
And filled in the aggression I needed.
The Society tries its best,
And I feel it more of a test.
In a middle-raced am I stuck,
And I couldn't see too long
But it's a trigger that pinches me,
If it's too hard to go.
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