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Same Differences


The stares, as cold as the fierce winds of the Klondike. The feeling of being alone, no one feels your demise. It's a feeling of disappointment, detestation, and genocide. They push you away, as though you're a disease. Make you feel like you're not wanted. Unaccepted, unappreciated. But they're the ones who do not understand. That the world is made up of all shades, black or blue. And coming together as one is all we can do. For the love of God was not given to be fought over for, but to be shared. Our hearts, our lungs, our eyes- we all have them. No one is the same, but it does not necessarily take up a negative reason. No one is the same, because we all have our purpose in life, it's up to us to help find each others.
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