I am hurt. I feel I am deviant and unwanted among a chosen group of associates.
I feel their stares and fear their snares.
Their happiness is brought by anothers' gloom. Their uhappiness brought by ones' happiness.
They wish for nothing more than for one of us to call it quits.
But we are strong, contrary to their beliefs.
We have committed to what they would consider to be unjust; unjust that you would make such a grave decision unaccompanied by their thoughts.
Jealousy is all that thrives beneath the skin of those who should be named coldhearted and cruel.
Our reverence disgusts them. |
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