When you’re young they adore you
They spend time with you, agree with you, show interest in your hobbies
You’re so cute and sweet, smiles, photos and hugs and kisses
And then out of nowhere a demon appears
Those smiles turn to evil looks and jokes about you
The same people who loved you so much and raised you hate you
They hate you for being you, part of which they made
They hate you because you became everything they’re not
They try to torture you because it gives them gratification to feel like they are better than you
When you’re not trying to be better than anyone you’re just being yourself.
You then isolate yourself because you feel uncomfortable around them
You don’t have a social circle where you belong
And clearly this has nothing to do with race or gender you’re the black sheep around most people
You try to blend in but it doesn’t matter all you do is stand out
The black sheep; the one they hate and the one they want to be.