Once I speak up,

I'm shot down.

I'm frowned upon,

The dirt under the feet of the majority.

Just the scum of the earth.



When my opinion comes into conversation,

It's my personality they deny.

Moving out of my presence.

Taken out of the picture,

Society forces us to become.

A civilization of worthless,

Pathetic fools,

Who think that their rules,

Are perfect.

All are supposedly accepted,

But All,

Have been neglected.