The Difference
By Lexxie


I'm real, like you.
I lived and breathed in these dank streets.
My hands are scarred,
My eyes are dull,
My clothes singed and torn.
I've been kicked and I've kicked back.
We dream the same dreams.
We live the same nightmare.
Tested by the same fire, we two.

But I'm not like you.
I'll make it out of these dank streets.
I grow while you rot,
I laugh while you smirk,
I love while you die.
I'll fight like the stupid dog that I am.
We walk the same road,
But I'm willing to run.
I'll make it out of here without you.