Elementary Darkness
When I was tossed into the darkness,
I was lucky enough to be ignored
but still I felt the sword...still I felt the sword.
The darkness had me in its grip,
my innocence was stripped.
I was taunted without provocation
I was ignored without a foundation
and it was all because I had a different calibration.
It was hard - everything hurt, so very bad.
I had nowhere to turn, no way to assert.
For me, the taunting only terminated,
when I in turn graduated.
But, regardless, I survived,
even with a hole in my heart, I lived.
However, my persona was altered slightly
and my outlook on humanity grows ever unsightly.
Perhaps the world is not as you thought the most brightly.
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