emotions

For some they are a curse,
For some a blessing,
For me they are neither,
For me they are much worse than a curse,
For i do not feel them until i am in so much pain that i scream,
For i do not feel them until i am hurt so much that i break down and cry,
For when i was a child these feelings were unacceptable,
For if you cried they laughed at your pain,
For if you screamed out in rage they would laugh,
For they had purposely put it there,
For they’re entertainment,
For they thought it, but a game,
For you though it was hell on earth,
For what had I done to deserve this pain?,
Nothing,
All I was, was different,
I used logic when they did not,
And stopped before the edge of the cliff,
Because I was not entranced by the things that they were,
Because I was different.
...different...