from Hades

Family

I'm standing there, head bowed

With their words cutting deep slashes

Unable to say a word, no breathing allowed

But my anger burns forth, bright crimson flashes

They degrade all that I am or may be

For I don't follow them blindly

Is it that wrong to be myself today

Where everyone is clones made of clay?

But I don't voice my opinions, oh no

That will only make me seem like a rebel

I don't give them more stones to throw

Maybe I'm stubborn, but that's no trouble

So I just take it all, head bowed

While they try to break my spirit

They are just part of the crowd

A second thought they do not merrit